I didn't know what was
To come around
With all the egg
Shells on the ground. Then,
I started to resent you today,
As your eyes like glass stared in
you Just shouted in your mad pain.
I started to hate myself,
As my words flared
And my face turned cold,
I didn't care if I was
Mean or bold
You took my peace
Turned it into nervous worry
Of what will be.
I'm sorry for this
I Never wanted to get
This sick.
But the pressure is on.
Your trial is me.
My burden is your song.
Though,Your fits of rage
Are burying me down
I hear you in your room,
I hear the sad, sobbing sound
How do I let this all be gone?
How do I make this is ok?
I want to come around
Make the world perfect
But I'm frail and not that strong
I Want to put out the flames
Maybe I won't resent you today
Is it possible to
Lay it down...just
Lay it down for you
Maybe you could lay it down for me too.
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