Torn Worlds
Torn love letters in the doorway,
Bottles of wine beside the wall,
Is this how you live now!?
Cut into a world of cold thorns,
Music plays in the background,
But the songs are all sad,
No one comes to visit you,
You are the broken heart left to bleed,
Blood pumps to you so slowly,
But it doesn’t feed your needs,
And you had a love as strong as your faith,
But know both are buried,
In a coffin above your hate,
Sorrow sings a song, which you wrote down,
You regret it over till the words make no sense at all,
And how I wish I could come back to your arms,
But that mugger had a knife,
And I was gone forever from your world,
I wished I left you better letters,
To help you carry on,
But I am trapped in an afterlife, waiting for you to come,
But you shall never come here if you carry that hate,
You will be left at doorway of heavens gate,
Thrown into the underground,
And I shall watch your torture,
That for you to never to set eyes on me again,
So I wish I could warn you,
I hope life shall play you a better deal,
Or else,
I shall wait forever,
For a soul trapped within hells gate,
And I would water the garden in the middle of hell,
And see you every day,
But you shall never see my face,
I the keeper of the garden,
But I hope that shall never turn!.
Torn love letters at the doorway,
Bottles of wine beside the wall!.
By CrazygirlWww@QuestionHome@Com