Sunday, January 27, 2013

Morbid (poem)




One day you won’t find me waiting
Waiting for you to change
Headed in the wrong direction
Always in the wrong lane

You make my hands dirty
When you hold them in yours
You make my heart lifeless
When my cries are ignored

Can I not turn to you?
My darling you are lost
I cannot turn to you
If I must pay a cost

Hanging on empty promises
Waiting for a yes
And as you forget me
It may be what’s best

Say farewell to destiny
And hello to goodbye
For in my heart I am certain
That I am living a lie


© 2011 Holly O'Brien

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