So much pain with love With every punch taken, my heart bruised A wall has been built and can’t be broken Or so I thought You came along and little by little Took down that wall Brick by brick Day by day that wall has vanished My heart has softened But it will do no good later in time When you have gone Once you are gone, what will happen to my fragile heart Broken by just one touch When you are gone Day by day Brick by brick That wall comes back stronger and thicker It’s too late to stop it, the process has begun You have come and gone Like the wind passing by Now, slowly that wall returns Day by day Brick by brick
I will not try to win your heart by offering you a materialistic start. All I offer is what I own and a future into the great unknown. I place my heart in your hands to which I hope that you will understand, the need I have to be with you with a promise that I will be forever true. With the sun setting in the east the pale moon light foressing a night a peace. Together we could cherish the morning light holding onto each other tight. Will all I have I promise you all of me and all that is true. With all I give and trust in your hands I hope and pray we will both stand. There is nothing left I hide from you offering a promise that I will be forever true. All I offer is what I own and a future into the great unknown. I wrote this for a class assignment and I haven't quite finished it but what I've read I"m not sure if it needs something more or should I just leave. I'd like suggestions and maybe some ideas for a title.
The mind numbing sensations. The warmth of it as it slides down my throat. Once again I've run to bask in the comfort of my whiskey bottle. One gone and working on the next. Silently begging for it to drown me in it's sea of golden warmth. Without another thought as to what tomorrow will bring. Another night alone between the cold sheets we once shared. Reminded of every touch and whispered word. Two gone continuing to the next. Still the pain is there, fading only to come back ten times worse. Not even the calling comfort of my whiskey can numb the pain I feel twisting and stabbing at my heart. Yet, its warmth still pulling me under, whispering soothing words to me. Three gone the next one coming. The darkness is calling to me, its dark fingers stretching out to me, welcoming me into a world of nothingness.
A whiskey bottle in one hand, my shattered heart in the other. I drank the pain away, the night you left me crying only to wake up remembering. And now I have a whiskey bottle in one hand, my shattered heart in the other. I'm left drinking my pain away and crying for something that was never meant to be between you and me. So now I'm left basking in the comfort of my whiskey bottle.