Sunday, November 02, 2008

she.

i was up and she was too,
we kept chatting till it was two.
the night would never end,
not sleepy, i would say and pretend.
five minutes, more like an hour, it would be
was she really sleepy ? i couldn't see.
would wait for her all night,
hoping that i don't end up a fight.
being with her would make my day,
wish it was everyday.

with me.

hypocrisy with a drop of lies,
the rope, around my neck it ties.
my heart bleeds and cries,
the soul is crippled as it dies.
will you be with me, take me through, and touch the skies ?