oh how the wild wintery weather hath come and filled in the empty crevases withen my heart.
where the bleeding and weeping memories have just simply fallen apart.
...
I hate how you now hate me,
I want what you wanted from me,
I wish you wished for me,
I lived a lie and lied to live with you.
...
By myself to you,
The world gave us what we had,
Time was right, to let you go,
You shouldn't have been so ignorant!
...
I'm a Mixed Martial Arts fighter who likes to write poetry. I am a musician who likes to body-build.)
Dissapear
oh how the wild wintery weather hath come and filled in the empty crevases withen my heart.
where the bleeding and weeping memories have just simply fallen apart.
frusterated and dilusionally in pain, in pain of another horrid loss. where more mourning will soon reside.
then to be shamelessly replaced by more fake and decieving displays, that only cover emotions.
something of such a matter could be easily avoided with a good mind.
but only if i had one, a better mind at that. wouldnt you say then, that i'd be fine?