March 6th, 2011
Your voice was my lullaby,
Lullaby goodbye.
I turn, & with a disheartned sigh
I lie and keep my eyes dry
But this blow was somewhat expected.
It was my feelings that you rejected.
Never will I think you decreped (sp?)
But for now its; just time for me to mourn and grieve
Things don't seem as a percieve.
As I said, something shady's going on here.
But even saying this, there is more than one tear
Guess I just got ahead of myself
I just assumed you had felt the same way as I.
Where was I? Oh yes, "disheartned sigh"
There are 3 wordsfrom my past resurfaced and save my present, and thats all I need. Because I know that wityh every blow delt to me, it just gives me a stronger resistance making me more and more fuc*ing
RESILIANT