Broken Bonds </3 September 29, 2007

9:01pm September 29th, 2007

The mark on our hands burn of a dark red,

It pulls us close until the end;

Finding it difficult to sleep on a bed,

Perhaps our love just could not bend.

 

Until at last the bond has broken,

A split road stands before us;

Saying good byes our hearts are broken,

Maybe we lied, oh just because.

 

Whatever broke us we may never know,

Thinking it through it just does not seem right;

The truth just never glows,

A future you say, it is just not bright.

 

Hardships and tears,

Perhaps we are too naive;

To understand it, it must be clear,

We broke apart like a crunchy leaf.

 

Broken hearts, blood drip and drop,

Clogged up throats it does not seem to stop;

Till the moment the whistle blows,

Everything will be buried below.

~Belle