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My Heart Grief

My heart can not be my grief when my own dam.

Here is still in the night

a third star

And a quarter moon

I’m waiting …

There was the sound

him out of nowhere

Becoming increasingly clear

Calling out my name

I thought to myself as if moved

It sounds familiar to me

Hearts and minds are not in line

Told me not want to go but the heart

stab my eyes

Kill anyone who looks

Out of nowhere I started

Tears started to trickle

Moistened eyelids

to run over to the cheek

Question mark in the hearts of a thousand

What is this?

Which I thought turned out to hurt

I bowed silently,

Trying to talk to the liver,

Why did I tell myself to get hurt?

Apparently my time there,

I liked what I tried to hate,

and hate what I like ..

I thought there fighting with my ego ..

It turns out I’ve been pressing my mind ..

No longer follow my carnal lust,

No longer do what inginku,

But what the priority needs,

Prioritize what all of my needs ..

Because today is the first step in the future,

And the difficulty now is the way of happiness in the future,

It’s no longer about love,

Or a woman ..

Who stopped for a moment and then go again ..

That can turn deadly, but also ..

I’ve offered honey

Then I drank,

but after the honey out,

I was given the poison

Really sweet in the beginning

But the bitter keperpanjangan

nearly killed me

Turning off my sanity

It makes me helpless

But he was there to laugh

Pleased to see me almost crazy

Only because of his love

No! I have now wasted all are …..

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