"some fools think of happiness,blissfulness,togetherness..."


How does it feel to be tangled up in the sheets of your bed?
all your love and all your hatred and your emotions are dead
you draw pictures of faded childhood and cry for your fate
while all you did was just devote yourself to hate.

I was there but you never were
you were seeing me but you never cared
never bothered enough to walk the distance
the long and winding distance from your winter to my summer.

If only you were trying to escape from the daze in your head
all those flowers and trees bloom for you my beloved friend
walk out of your door and do not be afraid any more
someone beautiful and lonely as you will come your way from now on.

Poetry by Eva
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Written on 2009-04-01 at 22:10

Tags Love  Sad  Friendship 

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