fairytale.

L.O.V.E.

On an autumn's morning, I get up and breathe in,

Lying to myself that the breaths which follow will be pure...

I push a smile on a tired face with no roots from within,

Another pre-broken promise to my soul that this pain

I can endure!

On an autumn's morning, I carry a book and read,

Lying to myself that the words I read will elevate my misery...

I push away a negative thought yet a 100 others breed,

Another desperate attempt to herd away the painful imagery!

On an autumn's morning, I try to make sense of it all,

Lying to myself that the sense might make sense to m

e...

I push away regret and it comes bouncing back like a ball,

Another fake hope that it could, maybe, hopefully, set me free!

On an autumn's morning, I finally realize my illu

sions:

Things will never change; accept them the way they are...

I push away the pretenses and the million confusions:

Hope is fake, attempts are desperate and happiness is far!

* *

You watch him from a distance

You love to see him smile

You wish one day he might be yours

If only for a while

You wish that you could tell him

To have the strength to say,

“I love you and I wish that you

Could feel the same one day!”

Your heart beats as he comes towards you

Only to walk on by

You try to tell yourself you don’t love him

Try to believe your lie…

You wish, you dream, you hope, you pray

That you could be together

Maybe if you could make him see

That you two could last forever.....

POSTED BY Unknown ON Monday, 28 March 2011 @ 21:18