She woke up, with the Moon in her eyes
Looked out, and saw me dying outside
as a door showed lite, and shined my life
Lady Love, strapped to another, as my enemy
and Ive scratched out my eyes,
just to make her look
I gave her my cry,
But she has tears of her own,
and I cant make mine find hers
cause its too dark in the night
while every time Ive tried
blood stains on my knife

40,801 Poems Read