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Author: Tineke
Fiction Rated: T - English - Angst - Reviews: 1 - Published: 11-05-06 - Updated: 11-05-06 - Complete - id:2272184

Running away was something that I never intended to do

Until I turn around, and you stand there

Eyes on a trance, about to consume me

The fury lies within

Nothing that I can do

Will restore the cracks and fissures between you and me…

Not even I believed all the things that has happened between us

Seemed like the world's best dream coming to life

"All's well that ends well."

That's what they all say, but unfortunately

It's unwell, and rivers come out of my eyes

Flowing in countless directions, running to nowhere

Nothing is well, but you refuse to see the picture

And when I turn around, I lay down my head

Wishing you'd just let go of everything

I tug my life away

But you're still clinging…

Changing my views

My Direction.

Hating you comes so easily,

But I don’t want it.

I don’t want you;

Don’t flatter yourself.

Scream at me, I’m trying my best just not to hear you;

You can’t make me wait when all I want to do is run.

When you’re standing on the other side of the valley

And all you want to do is run to me,

All I want to do is turn away.

Fall away from me,

Everything won’t turn out alright,

But that’s okay if I never want to see you again.



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