Somber by Melina Raven Maness DieboldThe cauldron of my soul boils with sorrow seasoned in spite I was once the star of an angel's eye I was his princess now dethroned Whatever happened, I do not know Blanketed in streams of sadness I lay and I promised but I disappoint myself I look in mirrow and I see a witch Condemn me burn me despise me spurn me Let my spirit free Caress my body and feel the bullet-holes beneath your fingertips Do not shed a tear Do not cry Don't stop and ask yourself Why God? Why? Better to hurt for a moment than to hurt forever on A life to be lived in sadness is a life to never fulfill So help me cease this disease this disease called love Kiss me one more time brush the hair from my face and unclasp my hardened leash 04/02/2002 Posted on 04/02/2002 Copyright © 2025 Melina Raven Maness Diebold
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