A gaze to the star in the calm sky
Made me think of the last time I cried
Got surprised I found a tear
A drop originated from fear.
A bit of happiness, I thought I have
But then again, I don't want to save
A bit of hope, I have enjoyed
In my heart you have employed.
A potential knife my heart might gain
From ignoring the so called pain.
But then again, I don't want to pretend
That this would soon halt to end.
by josh
Mar 3, 2011
11:53 PM
