A chronicle of my life and poetic meanderings of my personal journey, joys, lows, and intermittent strife.
I was the one that you lovedBut your vision was obscuredHeart strings tied in knots and what notI was the one that you lovedBut your vision was blurredDeterred by appearances; headlights caughtand interferencesAfraid of giving because of what you’ve gotSoon the window of hope will closeLong before the distractions slow to a stopLeaving the fresh air of opportunity to the ravensI was the one whose desire was on fireBut your kettle’s been stirredBy false pretense and swagger like cadenceWhile my own is left vacant in the sun to rotRead more: http://authspot.com/poetry/i-was-the-one/#ixzz1Nu54a57J
I was the one that you loved
ReplyDeleteBut your vision was obscured
Heart strings tied in knots and what not
I was the one that you loved
But your vision was blurred
Deterred by appearances; headlights caught
and interferences
Afraid of giving because of what you’ve got
Soon the window of hope will close
Long before the distractions slow to a stop
Leaving the fresh air of opportunity to the ravens
I was the one whose desire was on fire
But your kettle’s been stirred
By false pretense and swagger like cadence
While my own is left vacant in the sun to rot
Read more: http://authspot.com/poetry/i-was-the-one/#ixzz1Nu54a57J