I used to say to myself
That I wouldn't open up to anyone else
Then you came into my life
And made everything quite alright

When the skies become as dark as the mind
Me and you would lay and watch the stars
And discuss our plans for our lifetime

We were young lovers who planned to grow old
Life is a series of decisions that forms its own mold

We never thought about a possible premature end
As your doctor told you that terminal cancer had set in
A lifetime is only as long as your last breath
Two months later your parents told me…

You finally left

I said I would always be your boy
And you said you would always be my girl….
But that was back when me and you ruled the world

Turning the inside out right here...


"My turn to speak in tongues"

--Photosynthesis

"the unexpected takes hold"--Robynwildchild

Beautiful. Painful. Riveting.

"To be a poet is a condition, not a profession."
- Robert Frost

My crappy blog: http://www.livejournal.com/users/eyes_of_mine/

Blind Eye Turning: My book
http://www.lulu.com/content/187759

My other crappy blog:
http://inevitabletruth.blogspot.com/

Rips open an old wound.

Which is just what a good poem should do, I suppose.

"What is done in love always takes place beyond good and evil." -- Nietzsche

Thank you all for your responses

This is painfully nice ... even if ... as your blogspot indicates -- it was made up and not reality for you.

I'm sure it's a reality for someone (((OUT THERE)))



*Sadly Beautiful*

A guitar string vibrating, a measure of my soul, a breech in the silence --
I've always felt like words come through me & I write them down... they have no master --- gsquared ♥

http://www.soundclick.com/bands/2/photosynthesis_music.htm