Poems from bluegreen118
three holes in the wall
maroon liquid seeping red
staining the floors
from my broken hand
three holes in my heart
from every punch's blow...
i rip my hair out
knowing you'll never see
the beauty behind my eyes
flying high and flying free
your lips are but a trap
full of extacy...
i glance down at his hands
but they do not hold mine
it's someone else
i look into his eyes
but his gaze does not hold mine
it's someone...
I'm ready to become
one of the infinite stars
take over the sky
and let's make it ours
and when you feel lonely
sitting still in the dark...
some nights
when you are feeling
lonely
you can look
at the moon
because someone
somewhere
is looking
at
it
too