July 10, 2015
Free These Words
Do you listen to what your heart says? Or you just keep it zipped?
Free These Words
by Cyneburg's Field
Hours to go she has to be ready
Everything must be in set, her brain told me
Later from time to time she sends me those chills
Puts heavy weight I eventually got used to.
More weight she puts in
Even making it harder for me to breathe.
I don't know but mind and her has been talking
Maybe I should try to be numb, she scolds me.
After all, I could carry it no more
Fear she sends, I reciprocate along.
Rushing through her face are tears and terror
And yes, it is me to be blamed.
It's after all me, the heart that feels
Dying inside, I want my words to reach her voice.
Everything must be in set, her brain told me
Later from time to time she sends me those chills
Puts heavy weight I eventually got used to.
More weight she puts in
Even making it harder for me to breathe.
I don't know but mind and her has been talking
Maybe I should try to be numb, she scolds me.
After all, I could carry it no more
Fear she sends, I reciprocate along.
Rushing through her face are tears and terror
And yes, it is me to be blamed.
It's after all me, the heart that feels
Dying inside, I want my words to reach her voice.
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2 COMMENTS
Manahill Naik
July 26, 2015 - 11:12 good one :PCyneburg's Field
July 26, 2015 - 15:28 aww thanks! ^_^