-He said, I was the rose that grew from concrete floor
And I'd hold you down, regardless the situation babe
How sweet many of you'd say, But if you only knew half the bullshit that bastard put me through
As I sit here, vividly reminiscing as to why I even fell for him
I quickly remembered witnessing, a man and not a boy
A man with a beautiful mind,body and soul
That told amazing lies
And spoke so eloquently that it seems that the words were dancing on the top of his tongue
And yes I loved him more than anythingIn him,
I would find myselfAnd without him, I was empty
Like a vase without flowers
A cup without water
Shoes but no feet
Gloves but no hands
A room but no bed
Alright alright, you get the picture
And yes, i know it all sounds cliché
But hear me out
I was young and naive
Innocent and pure
But he was all but the opposite
Maybe that's why we harmonized so well
I was blinded by love
And him by lust
A bad mix many would say thus so far
But thankfully it was over
And gratefully I stepped out with a bit of sanity left in me
A year and plus just passed
And as I skim through the pictures and poems
Flashbacks rushing through my mind
I chuckle and laugh and burn it all to pieces
I inhale
I exhale and blow away the ashes
And a tingly feeling starts building in my heart
Making its way to every ligament in my body
I feel itI sense it
I'm born again
Mabsud A
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