February 1, 2011
Slash my wrist, let the rain fall
Open the doors and usher the tide
Hold your breath
And say goodbye

It’s promise of tomorrow
With the words of today
Their broken hymn
For a broken day

Words echo deep in the bone
Light cascading from the open window
It falls on empty ears
As they cut down the weeping willow

Forget the future was paved in blood
Forget that in the end they lost love
Hold on to what they swear is true
Hold on, but they own you

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Raytheraym said...
Feb. 27, 2011 at 2:05 pm
I simplely love this! :)
WithPenAndScript replied...
Mar. 1, 2011 at 9:17 am
Why thank you :D Means a lot to me!
GamerGirl said...
Feb. 24, 2011 at 7:35 pm
Omg this explains so much feelings that we have to keep hidden day to day, it makes me feel like im not alone
WithPenAndScript replied...
Mar. 1, 2011 at 9:17 am

I'm glad that is the interpretation you took from this poem! That was what i was aiming for. 

Thnaks for reading :)

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