monstermurdoch

Found an old poem of mine. Haven't written in ages. It's nothing special, but it's mine.

standing between you and me
this silence reigns over everything
all those promises that were never kept
they once ment everything
why can't we go back to that time
when we ment everything
am I just a photograph, old and yellowing
a letter thrown away, words fading
all this pain that you bring me
is tattooed in my memories
through it all I want you back
'cause you are everything

amateurish at best I believe. feel free to comment on my junk