Sunday, April 3, 2016

Soon

Sometimes I ponder, on my choices
In the visions, I hear these voices
the echoes of past
and valleys vast
where the sun doesn't shows
and no one goes

Someone I found there,
she took me up
looked at me
and shook me up
she smiled and tried to lift me up
i tried and cried, couldn't get up

maybe she doesn't know it all
maybe I'd always hide my fall
maybe I'd be cried a sinner
maybe I'd never be a winner
maybe the fate's pulling me back
maybe the hate's making me crack
maybe she was never the one
maybe I'd have already won?

but in the end, it doesn't matter
my fragile pieces, all they scatter
on this raining dense forest
I take my last breaths
and I'd lie down soon
eyes closed and full moon
all I asked
was a little
too soon!


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