Misplaced
Still asking them why
Blinded by their wrong sights
Bleeding thoughts are trying to hide
In the returning sleepless nights
They burn the broken answers out
Those are bleeding from the bottom of the heart
Slowly killed by wrong conclusions
It’s simply tearing them apart
Fading memories are telling silliness
But the mind is already attacked
In fact it’s confused by others
Slowly it’s getting near from cracked
Far from here the truth is waiting to come by
It’s ignoring the event because it’s shocked
It’s confused by wrong impressions
And it keeps the door of faith locked
Stupid thoughts of others
Are trying to agonize what’s true
But their faking predictions
Aren’t getting near the clue
They’re hopeless to believe
And before they’ve simply faced
They have all other questions
without hesitate...
Certainly misplaced...
sweety538: | Maandag, januari 05, 2004 22:37 |
damn... wat mooi en sterk verwoord!! Ik moet je eerlijk zeggen dat niet helemaal duidelijk voor me is waar dit gedicht nou precies over gaat, maar ik begrijp de zinnen wel en de woorden spreken me aan.. Je hele gedicht en ik vind dat je dit knap hebt gemaakt.. Echt!~ liefss kus |
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Auteur: sorriso promise | ||
Gecontroleerd door: 260580 | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 05 januari 2004 | ||
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