Friday, March 31, 2017

waking from a bad dream

I let the day get away,
Unrequited desire,
Lost for a shotgun marriage of hearts

我想要靠近她
我希望。。。

I let sweet love's lost
Lust away,
Thinking throughout time
To a thought's last spark.

Always thinking,
Always trying to forget.
She was there.
我想。。。

Too late, 
too god damned fucking late

Awake from 7 AM's
Nightmare slumbers.
About she who never was
I don't know if she ever will be.

But I hope.
I am rattled.
Disraught. Totally disheveled.

What do I do?

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