Sunday, September 21, 2008
A Wait For The Certain Someone

Never seemed to move
always so stagnant and still
those vivacious touches that soothe
the once hardened hard will

taken away from the truth
but it can't stop it to unfold
as from lies it grooves
with strength to behold

these blankets covers
not only from thee hatred
but from thy lovers
whos feelings patriot

like a wounded bird
waiting for some concern
for a hand to pick it off the dirt
a hand of a certain innocent

injuries, reason to leave behind
days become more alone
exposed to the harsh wind
waiting a gentle breeze blown

for the days i spent myself
searching for that special one
but time detoriates thy health
nearing it to the death's throne

from young i've waited
for a someone i'll hold
to a new world created
our universe without woes

yet today i fell ill
trying to hold on tight
forgetting how to feel
as the light slowly turns to night

the page was the last
yet you didn't appear
felt I falling fast
for you i shed my last tear..


K wilted at 11:27 PM

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