I pray you not mouth false regrets, or do
your best to cry
Or reach back for the memories, or times
now long gone by,
For when you reach, for times long gone,
the futile wasted years
You’ll find a legacy you left, of suffering
and tears
You painted castles in the air, built on my
love, and trust
How soon the walls would crumble, to lie
scattered in the dust,
You sought joy in some other’s arms, on
many times you strayed
And your promise of forever, went to an
early grave
Don’t tell me that you love me, your words
lead a durable life
When you say them without any meaning,
they stab me like a knife,
No matter what the future brings, how you
still pretend to feel
I’ll dwell on times I’ve spent in hell, these
wounds won’t seem to heal
.© Sammichon a month ago
your best to cry
Or reach back for the memories, or times
now long gone by,
For when you reach, for times long gone,
the futile wasted years
You’ll find a legacy you left, of suffering
and tears
You painted castles in the air, built on my
love, and trust
How soon the walls would crumble, to lie
scattered in the dust,
You sought joy in some other’s arms, on
many times you strayed
And your promise of forever, went to an
early grave
Don’t tell me that you love me, your words
lead a durable life
When you say them without any meaning,
they stab me like a knife,
No matter what the future brings, how you
still pretend to feel
I’ll dwell on times I’ve spent in hell, these
wounds won’t seem to heal
.© Sammichon a month ago