Post a mask over iris
I have you as a ghost
I can't hide
I try
hidden under an army of good byes
I laugh at your hello
and smile at your good night.
I write the story
I scream inside
No one will ever read it
But it's mine.
I love your smile
and that's ok.
because you changed my light
inside dark eyes
It's something worth believing
head in the clouds
Hands in my pocket
with one wish left...
Its what you left me with.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.