Friday, October 29, 2010

Rose Poem

Roses

The dead roses kept in their imprisoning vase,
All except for one.

Alive and glowing it laughs at the other flowers
It laughs at me

Awake to the false sunlight, stretching to the ceiling
I am the caregiver

The sweet smell becomes bitter
Its face frowning down
Sadly it cries, because now it knows it’s time to die.

I am the destroyer

Pretty little petals used to be wild
Now turn to ash in my hand.


Can't Hold On For Too Long


i waited so long to feel your touch just once more
i wanted too long for you to come running
but now the time has come and gone and i cant keep holding on to this memory
i played myself the fool thought you and i could make it
through the rough times but ive been left here waitin
you tell me that you love me
but i just cant believe in you
when youre not here and im all alone
its hard to hear you say i love you through the phone

when are you comin back around
when i will i see you again
i travel these lonesome grounds
wishing you'll be here once more
but with the slamming of the door
i know that you wont be comin back no more.
but then you tell me that you love me,
say baby it'll be alright
but i just cant believe you
not when im alone again tonight.
cause i travel this road day after day
dreamin that you'll be there when i get home
but then there's not even a message left on the phone

i was here but now im gone
cause i just cant hold on

No comments:

Post a Comment