Thursday, July 13, 2017

Cradle to the grave

Her beauty leaves me speechless, her love left me heartless and cold. I cherish our memories together till I grow old. With bold thoughts I remain hopeful and pray. She'd come back to love me someday.  Written in the stars I count every scar that I find. By and by I stay blind, seeking a few years of the past.  I keep her in my soul to last. The mask I wear makes me stare at my reflection in the mirror. My sins make me shiver, tis isn't the cold that makes me feel the way I do.  The fact that I miss her and she hasn't a clue. Due is the pain that makes me come back to our fallen relationship.  I miss the feeling of always being there. I miss the angry stare. The fact that losing me gave her a scare.  She always cares about what I do, the moments and memories are a plenty and never a few. We stuck together like glue, and I knew our love would last. But I'm still a man and make mistakes, I didn't know my ego would put our love at stake. Now you wake wishing I was him. We both stay eachothers favorite sin.  And hurt from within.  Now your his kin, and I'm a waiting for a change in things. Your hair, your time and presence is what I miss the most. I travel coasts to find a replacement for your essence. I never find all the days I try to seek, I am but left meek and distorted. These are the moments I try to filter and like my soul I need it morted.  I watch all your pictures which I save, tis your heart and soul I crave. I know i shouldn't keep another to save. But I will love you from the cradle to the grave.

Written and composed by
Timothy Justin Rudolph Rodricks