endless
could use some saving, from a restless mind.
keeping me up to stare into the dark.
every night it becomes rush hour in my head,
all these thought and memories leave my soul pinned to this bed.
what i should of said, what i could of done, what i cant do.
all these restless nights caused by you.
in the endless pit of yearning and trying to relive moments.
i’m disgusted by the thought of moving on.
if i could of, these memories and desiring would be soon gone.
when you have met an angel that sticks with you forever, no human can compare.
our affection for one another,
that was truly rare.
i never would of thought of a life like this then.
here i am in the dark, writing this poem for you again.
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