If this violence is love
I have no other remedy
than to find its source
and pluck it out.
everything you want
is everything Im not
perhaps its time to
close all the doors
There is a better me
for you out there youll see
I will end this vhement
tragic love of misery
I will place it in a box
lined with velvet red
and cover it lovingly
with sands of borrowed time
I will look back to see
if where I left you
is where you'll be
and hope quietly
though, I could never be
that you never find
a better me.
sooo beautiful... i loved it
sooo beautiful... i loved it :)
lee
Love this one :)
It's a beautiful poem, and I also doubt there will be a better you out there. Each life is unique, and each life has its place (thanks, Virginia Woolf for the last phrase).
kerry
http://kerrybrennan007.blogspot.ca
How could anyone find a
How could anyone find a better you ..That is what makes you Unique > And they would be a fool to even attempt to find a better you ...Cause it simply does not exisit..Great Write BEATIFUL...
you laugh at me because I am differant, I laugh at you because You are all the same ...(KoRn) J.D......
yes there is no better you than you my dear,
however there is an irrational fear of replacement~ as for a brilliant you theres none more brighter than you and your smiling daisy face ;) HugSS
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."