I feel unwelcome at your home
Times we shared are falling behind me
In words unspoken I am fastly drowning
As the nearness is quickly fading...
If I try to unravel the shadows towering over
I am made out to be projecting
I am aware that you are not honest
I am aware of how much you are hiding
Dear sister, how little do you know me?
How little credit do you truly give me?
And indeed I might break on my own
But somehow I doubt that I will.
I wouldn't dare ask from you a lot
All I do ask is to stop and think
Why I tell you nothing any more
Why I stopped sharing any thing?
It is not because of other people
It is not because of "him"
It's simply pointless to let you in
When I know that you don't believe me!
Not a thing about my powers
Not a thing about Jon
And trust me sweets, you don't need to tell me
With me you need no words to speak...
~Tanith~: | Woensdag, september 15, 2004 14:59 |
thanks ;) En het is inderdaad raar om je zo verwijderd te voelen van iemand waarmee je ooit niet zo lang geleden erg close was.. |
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The unreachable: | Woensdag, september 15, 2004 14:02 |
Yeah...It's hard to share your feelings with someone who probably won't understand..I like the poem.. | |
Auteur: ~Tanith~ | ||
Gecontroleerd door: christina | ||
Gepubliceerd op: 15 september 2004 | ||
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