Hate this place absent from your smile
time to loss it all again
minute hands they wave goodbye
ticks and tocks begin to lie
as the batteries begin to die
several strokes and hours gone
with memories we sing along
its like were living in the past
our hearts they crush the days at last
outside of time we live our lives
immortal sins and paradise
eyes in sync and souls in touch
but destiny relinquishes us
begins to segregate the 1 to 2
and life begins to come a skew
the clock starts up once more but faster
one second ticks and minutes become our master
hours are like years and painful needles pierce
for every second your not here
and all im doing is sitting waiting
thinking of explanations of why your strangely absent
lonely thought surround my body
while an anguished stricken heart
pierced by needles tortured daily screams
your name with every scar
Bleeding sitting living waiting too many things
to think about, wipe the memories from my body
or on second thought, do not move this worthless body
from this place of torture, with your pictures laid across the wall
though I live in pain and heartache
your memory switched for not the world
I love this place and miss your touch
and hope one day you'll think of us.
your a faggot
joshbman 2 years ago
Thats a very nice poem, did u make it up ? If so its really good and touching.
drifterG1 3 years ago