Tortured

Camie Doll
tortured soul, fly through my night, where these days are dark and dim,
promise my flesh, wont see more scars, heal the pain i feel within,
let me take your sweet emotions, and throw them all away,
as time evidently lingers on the memories, of things you didn't say,
the love i knew is fading, my heart carries this weight,
as if by some chance, before i was born, death was my chosen fate,
crimson tears form in my veins, bleeding out the lies,
for all the times you said you cared, for all the times you made me cry,
wash away all my emotions, take away my battered soul,
show me that there's hope out there, even though it feels so cold,
let the dying dew drop sing, the sorrows of goodbye,
and as the rose wilts to its death, let the petals be its cry,
the ashes of the poetry books, dance inside the wind,
famous words inside a storm of thoughts, starting new again,
things you never thought to say, things i couldn't feel,
confessions of a fallen angel, of things that were never real,
we paint the easels pages, with colors from our lives,
the picture starts to form, and then, its you holding a knife,
you're holding back the bitterness, that fights just to break free,
searching for the stolen time, that once held you and me,

we let the song find someones voice, your mind finds time to rest,
the shooting stars will fall away, when you only try to do your best,
the coffee smells of closure, fireflies lay fast asleep,
you want to walk away from it all, no longer forced to breathe,
eternity opens its gates for you, as night time fades away,
you are looking for a reason, that you would have to stay,
you are writing me a sonnet, you follow hints and clues,
looking for all these answers, that never related to you,
angels, singing, please don't stop, give sight to my blind eyes,
please sit me down and tell me now, why petals flee my eyes,

and as i lay here in my bed, drifting off into my dream,
sleepless are the eyes of yours, as they watch over me,
i feel you lay my wishes down, into a bed of faith,
tomorrows roses, petals new, you wont let fall away,
its your eyes that keep me breathing, the reflections of a new,
the oceans tides, will wash my eyes, tomorrow, thanks to you...

Published by Camie Doll

I am 25! I am married. I LOVE GOD, CHURCH, AND FAMILY. I have been writing since I was 12. Drawing only for a couple years. I love photography! I love my pets, they are my kids!  View profile

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