Thursday, August 6, 2015

This Feeling

I try to be brave
But no, it’s like facing your grave.

You rip this, tear it,
But still, you’re its every heartbeat,
The reasons I know not,
But I know there is always a “but.”

This feeling’s suffocating,
I just wish I didn’t have this feeling!
It kills me, drowns me,
I hopefully think there’s “we.”

I’m falling, you’re leaving,
It’s always me who’s struggling.
Can’t we just give it another chance,
One wherein we both fall in a great new trance?

It’s hurting, I won’t lie,
I think I’d die
Without you by my side;
I wish in the past I haven’t lied.

Certainly you don’t care,
While I want you to dare,
It’s hard to say it’s over;
It makes me falter.

It hurts me baby,
I guess I’ll never ever be again your lady.

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