As I empty the contents of my soul Into your cup so dark I get a last chance to find what lies Embedded in my heart And what I see is a heart tainted By the pains of my past And this pain, I hope is gone forever Though some pain will always last So drink deeply my soul and heart Eroded by the weather My mind which used to seem to be Lighter than a bluejay's feather Drink deeply the contents of your cup In which my soul may lie My soul is trapped but I know Forever is not goodbye
I need a title for my poem. Any suggestions? mrgreen
Algun Dia · Thu Oct 06, 2005 @ 05:38am · 0 Comments |