Luhy
03-23-2008, 11:28 PM
Over the crooked course of slow empty days,
One broken girl, in the dirt lays.
Her heart standers to wander, think and ponder.
Blue skies fall to black as she feels her spirits raise.
Shooting stars dance, painting the emptiness with a maze.
Her heart starts to falter, recalling him at the altar.
His face was aglow, a beacon, and shined.
The moment she held his hand, her feelings, defined;
As shooting stars fall, she wishes she could rewind.
She loved him so deeply, wondering how she could find...
Another man like him, someone who'd make her soar.
He this way of always making her want more;
His stories and his eyes, how he'd make her heart rise.
Fallen so deeply, she had been shaken down to her core.
Searching her feelings, she started to dig and bore.
Lying to herself, she tried to learn to hate him,
But no matter the reason, no matter the treason,
Her heart would still falter and spirits grow dim.
She stood up on her knees, numb through every limb.
Choking on tears under the unwavering dark decorum.
Her dress was soaked in mud, tears in her eyes;
All she can do is recall his kiss and her broken heart flies.
How could he have lied? How could her heart be denied?
The mud mixes with tears as her soul weakly cries.
Everything was eating at her, it was all a surprise.
The cicadas are chirping, watching her walk slowly.
Make-up running, her white dress soaked with filth.
The last shooting star falls, making her even more lonely.
Her eyes follow the stars fall, landing just only,
A few feet from a stranger, standing there hauntingly.
Could it be him? Did he realize he has wrong?
She gave him her heart right from the start.
Shadows and nothing more, she didn't belong.
Falling back to her knees, she heard the angels' song.
She wished she was, she wished could be strong.
Her body grew cold, wishing looking up to the sky.
He was there with her, and a tear came to her eye.
He kissed her softly, she felt her familiar high.
Holding her tight, he hugged her with all his might.
She closed her eyes, and felt her heart take flight.
One broken girl, in the dirt lays.
Her heart standers to wander, think and ponder.
Blue skies fall to black as she feels her spirits raise.
Shooting stars dance, painting the emptiness with a maze.
Her heart starts to falter, recalling him at the altar.
His face was aglow, a beacon, and shined.
The moment she held his hand, her feelings, defined;
As shooting stars fall, she wishes she could rewind.
She loved him so deeply, wondering how she could find...
Another man like him, someone who'd make her soar.
He this way of always making her want more;
His stories and his eyes, how he'd make her heart rise.
Fallen so deeply, she had been shaken down to her core.
Searching her feelings, she started to dig and bore.
Lying to herself, she tried to learn to hate him,
But no matter the reason, no matter the treason,
Her heart would still falter and spirits grow dim.
She stood up on her knees, numb through every limb.
Choking on tears under the unwavering dark decorum.
Her dress was soaked in mud, tears in her eyes;
All she can do is recall his kiss and her broken heart flies.
How could he have lied? How could her heart be denied?
The mud mixes with tears as her soul weakly cries.
Everything was eating at her, it was all a surprise.
The cicadas are chirping, watching her walk slowly.
Make-up running, her white dress soaked with filth.
The last shooting star falls, making her even more lonely.
Her eyes follow the stars fall, landing just only,
A few feet from a stranger, standing there hauntingly.
Could it be him? Did he realize he has wrong?
She gave him her heart right from the start.
Shadows and nothing more, she didn't belong.
Falling back to her knees, she heard the angels' song.
She wished she was, she wished could be strong.
Her body grew cold, wishing looking up to the sky.
He was there with her, and a tear came to her eye.
He kissed her softly, she felt her familiar high.
Holding her tight, he hugged her with all his might.
She closed her eyes, and felt her heart take flight.