pity
The wind blows and howls onto my hallowed ground,
Blasting it all clean, no matter lost or even found.
The sadness I feel, crushing down on my heart,
All thats left is my sadness,God willing, a new start.
How many times can I look back and see,
The waste I called my youth, and all I could be.
Twisted and broken, yet still can't resist a peek,
My life black as sin, and yet I still seek.
I don't need your pity, or sympathy,
You take a small look, and that's all you see.
I will take back, my life from his evil grip,
All I need is time, an elixer to sip.
Don't ever doubt, the love I shower down,
On my gorgeous San Juan angel, never a frown.
She is the one, who never ever doubts my love,
My intentions beyond question, from God up above.
2007-08-15
05:46:14
·
3 answers
·
asked by
The Dark Prince
3
in
Arts & Humanities
➔ Poetry