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By Bizzy

my heart is baren...empty complete with a soul but left blank for those to trample. given abilities posessing the capability to love to hate and to long... unwilling to open my heart up i'm not able to let you inside lost in my own thoughts of you my heart tries to speak but my mind break through miles and miles seperate us but it's out own hearts that keep us apart. happy, carefree and gentle is the person i used to be never caring or give a fuck what they said i lived to make ME happy now im left with nothing more than memories of my past a hardened heart has taken shape of the warm heart i once posessed lost inside a world i hate seeing life through a clouded veil no matter how hard i try i cannot seem to find myself behind this rough exterior past the broken promises and empty dreams is the Bizzy i once was although shes ran away it seems i keep grabbing for salvation for a soul to save my own i keep reaching out a hand to you for you to finally lead my home i keep wishing on a star but they refuse the shin and the hearts refuse to love the mind takes over the body then everything gives up the warm is turned to cold the smile turns to a tear the dreams into hopelessness and the love into fear...

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September 25, 2005 16:50My_pain_your_thrill

There is always hope amongst the hopelessness... aparently. This is a wonderful peice, very hopeful in a hopeless way... if that makes sense?