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That song
I remember hearing that song,
that always made my
heart weaken and my blood fatigue,
Becoming vulnerable to my ear.
I drive and listen to this song,
and my whole world becomes still,
Still like if I were
hypnotized by the melody,
my heart starts to weep my flesh
becomes weak and my blood runs
faster through my veins,
I stumble, I walk in roams,
with no purpose,
I feel a vast emptiness inside,
and I get lost in my world,
I have no hope to get me
through, I can't see him,
I can't see me,
I can only see nothing but a
murky and gloomy route,
My only hope is in my sleep,
when there's you and I and
the dream of you loving me,
this song I keep in the depths
of my heart, in my head,
And dreams,
is the never end of my
memories that always brings
back alive what I'm not
able to kill,
The endless of my yearn for him,
the only thing that makes my life
so useless in his eyes.
Why? because he has no
memories of me,
To him this ridiculous love has no price,
no use to him.
And I keep remembering that
song like vivid lyrics in my mind,
like echoEs in the air,
That only bring to my life a
yearn to be free from this prison
of precious desires and passion
that never I want to forget.
CopyrightŠElenaToledo2008
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