Blog PostsFriends | Blogold poemBurning bright as a watch towers flameGuiding me through the dark Flames of passion rage caused by you my spark Your smile, your voice entices You hands in darkness find. Our lives forever together the spell of your love binds... poetryDoubt tugs against my heart,in distance thunder rolls. The worrisome events of late leave a marked wound on my soul. I cant help but wonder, why this feeling is. And wrapped in my damned insomnia, I wish i could be swallowed by the wind. Tear me away from this painful life, take me to a time before this. The thoughts that cut deeper than any knife, the delusion of having what i know we never did. I sit and sigh refusing to cry and know I'll never win. And I know in my heart, as I have all along, Wining is over rated, but you miss it when its gone |