Laying hear
Don't stop the noise
Melodies; memories; thoughts of what you are to me...
Don't stop the noise
That fuelled my heart; that eased my pain
The words keep flowin', but I can't catch 'em!
And when I try, I can no way match 'em...
So the dilemma starts
Do I just lay hear in the dark
Or try to make a start
Wonders of the heart
To whom do you beat
Where do your hands go
Who washes your feet
Wonders of the heart
Never will they roam
Don't stop the noise
It let's me know I'm home.
-
Author:
Valiantstar (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 8th, 2026 09:06
- Comment from author about the poem: And their coming to take me away- ha-ha - where life is beautiful all the time...
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 2
Offline)
Comments1
As I read your last line it came to mind those that cut themselves to know that they are still real and alive that the pain is the signal that there is something inside. Nicely written
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.