Tuesday 8 September 2015

Say it.

Strum that six string, 
under the stars.
I know you've got a beautiful mind.
A fragile heart, cracked open wide.
Write your songs,
on this canvas of scars. 

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Talking to yourself.
Floating somewhere far.
Pitch black tar,
within your brooding soul.
There's no coming back from this abyss.
You're failing every time you try.
Stuck between your love & desire.
No one has seen you cry.

***

You keep gazing mindlessly,
that void in your eyes.
Say something, 
I know you're broken inside. 
Just for a moment,
please let go off that insane device.
Together, 
let's overcome this great divide.

***

Sometimes there's no one else,
for what we need.
I hope you understand.
You've lost everything you had.
Come on, speak up my friend.
Don't make them plead.
It really hurts,
to see you sad. 

***

You're elegant with your words,
show her what she means to you.
The queen of your world.
I know,
you still haven't given up.
It's about time,
enough is enough!
Say it, my friend.
You'll eventually die with your pain.
Say it, 
You won't feel that special thing again.
Say it, my friend.
Before you slip in your state of trance.
Say it,
for it's your last chance...

*** 

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