fallenangel

Ok, here goes... this is my first time posting up in Literature, so be patient... Funny how i find it easier to post in exhibition than here. Be nice. I've been writing to myself for so long, but stopped because of a lot of reasons. Here's my jump back into the written word.

Like the words I've been unable to speak
Like the secret promises we swore to always keep.
I'm bound and gagged by my own passion,
Tied up by my heartstrings in tragic fashion.
To escape would mean to cut those ties,
To face head on the unspoken lies.
I long to close the book of us,
Place it on the shelf of forgotten trust.
Every time i'm with you, i plead it'll be the last
So i can move on and forget the pain of most recent past
Do you feel the same way?
Do you dream and fear me every day.
Within me lies the sick disease of heartache,
Poisoned and dying but it just won't break.
I long to feel passion and life again,
But it can't be from you if we're meant to be friends.
Hate me, love me, hurt me, leave me.
Make up your mind because i can't take the deceiving.
I will hold my head up high,
And the mournful tears will soon run dry.
I'm no longer a dreamer, as only the strong survive,
But the part of me you touched is no longer alive.
My ears are deaf to your whispers in the night.
My bed is cold now and it's taking all my might
To walk away
Look to a new day
Forget your kisses
Love, we need some distance.
Although they're rusty, i'm regaining my wings
Because sometimes even fallen angels relearn how to sing.


-Fallenangel

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