this has to do with my new story that i'm still thinking about. well enjoy.
My heart is deep in love
But surely you cannot know
As I am an artist
You just came to see
I weep alone
For you could not possibly know
Lying on the ground
Arms spread out
Paintbrush at hand
Staring at the ceiling
Tears flowing crystal clear
The drawing of you will not be finished
My heart is strucked by the sight of you
I cannot bear the thought
Of not telling how I feel
This breaks my heart
I feel no beats
Yet it's somehow there
My innocence, I shall have to say
It matters not to retrieve it
Before we met
There was a time of tranquility
True love never seemed to matter
Now I can see
That is not the case
Drawing endlessly
Hoping I could have the courage to tell you
My heart can't tell from reality or imagination
Still, it feels so real
Nonexistent, nothing at all
It wants to feel
And I will not deny its wish
The beauty of Death
Now I cannot walk its path
I am so deep in love
And all is hopeless
For I could never tell you
You have stolen my heart
And you do not know of it
My tears fall forever
Chained by my love for you
This rain continues to fall on me
All reminding me of the blood I have shed
Shattered glass from the broken mirror
Cuts forming on my hands
I wonder if this should be painful
Blood dripping freely
Yet dying isn't an option
My heart is so deep in love
But surely I can never tell you
reviews, put this as your story or both. i'm certain i got all the mistakes, if i didn't then tell me so i know better.
