"I would rather die living, than live dying"

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

sands

He's been waiting with time
feels he could be happier
if given her time

if she came back to find
he would give himself
If she would cross that line

If there were any questions
he was broken
hoping for repair
with love and affection
she could keep him there

He's over the regrets
his spirit trying to med
inside the broken heart
He's little boy hiding under the bed

with the more soul he shared
the more the air lingers in a breath
when he remembers his friend

If she ever had questions
he was broken and repaired
all the love and affection
he couldnt keep her there

staring at the sand
its cold everywhere
stars like the sands
the wind blowing away
the shadow of a man