Prisoner of the past,
I have tried to escape,
But I've never knew,
This step was a big mistake.
It has been a long time when I had this feeling,
Because these past years I've prevent this for coming,
I've make sure to stop myself in loving,
That can give me enough reason for crying.
I've make sure to focused myself in someone called a dreamer,
A kind of a person that can make me happy forever,
A person whose not even exist nor even there,
So, I should stp fooling myself of much better drowened me into a river.
My mind don't want to to recall,
But my heart doesn't want to follow,
That I can't forget all the pain gave by a fellow,
But I'm thankful that GOD gave me the time that I've borrow.
The harder I try to forget,
The deeper the wounds that I get,
That I've become miserable when we've meet,
And I've lost all my love, trust and faith.
It is like a curse cast upon my heart,
That only a warrior can break apart,
To free me from a spell of a broken heart,
And make me happy til death do us part.
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