My thoughts are broken,
shattered, crumbling into intricate spiderwebs
that stretch out forever..
Too delicate for my crude hands, my crude self.
So I hide them,
Hide them in the crevices of my soul, and weep.
Weep, because I can never make
Anything perfect, whole…
But maybe, just maybe…perhaps…
What's broken can be beautiful too.
I really like this one,it's well done and I like the message and aesthetic of it.
I laid my eyes on you
And my heart said yes
"That's the one, it's true."
We were like lit matches
Burning bright
But we didn't last long
We lost our light
I told you how I felt
And my match burned out
My ashes are all that's left
I thought I'd melt
But as it turned out
You're still my match from very far away
I watch your light
It's not as bright
My ashes don't seem to go away
My heart may break in two
I don't know what to do
Why, oh why did I love you?
When will this all be through?
Floods of tears wash my ashes away
My match is extinguished
At least for today
I still see your light
The dark path has an end
I now see MY light
My match glows again
(it's called 'Ashes' :D)