BaStaKia
27-06-2009, 12:55 AM
My…. Story
The beginning was talking about a site
Then we were joking, laughing and sometimes we fight
But when we fight with indirect way we say sorry
Until now I think it could be a lovely story
But not really this story is going to have a sad end
Thoughts which I was thinking about is just a friend
But I noticed that I was wrong
So I had to say the truth which needed me to be strong
Tried to say the truth, tried to be honest
But I couldn’t say it and you imagine that I’m your countess
My heart is broken because our story was our mistake
You said we should think one night, we should take a break
I want to dry your tears but would you dry my tears
I’m sorry, I should deal with that, I should face my fears
Who can help me a brave knight on the dark night
No my God only can help me and lead me to the light
This situation taught me a lesson which says
Going on something fictive leads to bad ways
I’m a poetess and this way I feel
When I’m broken like I’m a car without a wheal
Do you remember when I said that you are a hero?
I still think that you are but your level is not zero
You’ve asked me how I could write
Because I can’t tell anyone about it so I have to write
It’s hard to end this poem; it’s a big moment on my life
This is tough what to do; I kill myself with a knife
No, it’s not a solution. Is there another one?
Yes, forget me and I will forget you, enjoy and have fun
All what I have to say good luck
Forget me and don’t try to be back..
Notice: Never think about people bad.. you could understand me wrong but .. at the end nobody would understand what the poetess feel only if she was the one I mean and the one I wrote that for her..
The beginning was talking about a site
Then we were joking, laughing and sometimes we fight
But when we fight with indirect way we say sorry
Until now I think it could be a lovely story
But not really this story is going to have a sad end
Thoughts which I was thinking about is just a friend
But I noticed that I was wrong
So I had to say the truth which needed me to be strong
Tried to say the truth, tried to be honest
But I couldn’t say it and you imagine that I’m your countess
My heart is broken because our story was our mistake
You said we should think one night, we should take a break
I want to dry your tears but would you dry my tears
I’m sorry, I should deal with that, I should face my fears
Who can help me a brave knight on the dark night
No my God only can help me and lead me to the light
This situation taught me a lesson which says
Going on something fictive leads to bad ways
I’m a poetess and this way I feel
When I’m broken like I’m a car without a wheal
Do you remember when I said that you are a hero?
I still think that you are but your level is not zero
You’ve asked me how I could write
Because I can’t tell anyone about it so I have to write
It’s hard to end this poem; it’s a big moment on my life
This is tough what to do; I kill myself with a knife
No, it’s not a solution. Is there another one?
Yes, forget me and I will forget you, enjoy and have fun
All what I have to say good luck
Forget me and don’t try to be back..
Notice: Never think about people bad.. you could understand me wrong but .. at the end nobody would understand what the poetess feel only if she was the one I mean and the one I wrote that for her..