Sometimes

[Broken hope]

If we met tomorrow
Would it stop the sorrow

If we fell in love for the first time
Would it stop these endless rhymes

Sometimes when i think
It causes me to go to the drink

I've made my mistakes and im not proud
Done in manners not so loud

Now i ask, do you love me still
Cause i miss you and this feeling kills

And do you love me like you did
The first love of young kids

I really can't say i believe
When i feel i've been decieved

my whole life i was lied to
Told love would get me through

When my mother was crying every night
And my father was always picking a fight

With everyone and anyone who would listen
Maybe thats why i turned to the blade in the kitchen

But it's raining in winter and its gorgeous
Shame to turn such beauty into a crimson whoridness

Sometimes lovers turn to hate in trying times
And sometimes the best thing to say is a lie

When love can fullfil their dreams
But love might not be what it seems

My eyes are dark from what i've seen
I learned what i love you really means

So if we fall in love tomorrow
I know it will end the sorrow

When we walk away without any whispers
Knowing she'll be in my heart and i will miss her

[alostandbrokensoul]

Another wonderfully written piece, just another to add to the collections of wonderful pieces or work. Your poetry leaves me with the images of a heart torn and shattered into a thousand pieces that cant be put together again, you capture the bleeding broken heart so well, congrats on another wonderful write.

[X x K e l Z x X]

This is nice too!