Past

Tireless love
Tangled we lay
forever not a day less
Wilting flowers
Pressed between the pages
Words of wise men
That never knew the beauty of love
Just stories now
Haunting me
Like voices from my past
Its to late for them
Wounded hearts bleed
Swollen tears they fall
Streams filled of blackness
A heavenly disaster awaits
Bound by love
Often taken for granted
Wicked ways uncovered
Focus refrains
Clearly it sees
I am a dreamer
When life is to real
Backing into a corner
Hands slide over broken walls
Erase your mistakes
Block out the words
innocents under the covers
When will the scars fade
Under sun light they are exposed
Soaked up the pain
till nothing remains