A Journal of the Arts
Tonight, I lie in my mind,
hand clutched to my heart,
Beautiful shades of violet fill my eyes.
Today I walk through the halls,
Looking for your smile,
Knowing I’d walk for miles.
Alluring scents take me away.
Tonight, I stare at my phone,
Eyes glued to the screen,
Praying for a response,
Praying for your warmth.
Since when did I start to feel like this?
Since when did I long for a simple kiss?
I get lost in your eyes
Dreaming of happiness with your beautiful blue skies.
Your hair, a precious curl
Oh, how I want to touch and curl the long strand around my hand.
You’re a dream, I'm living in it
but somehow this is a nightmare killing me
Death is faster than this endless rain.
Tell me... Am I sane?
Will I ever get out of this pain?
Smiles, all clumsy,
Thoughts, all flimsy,
When did I ever get this bad?
So now I lie on my bed tonight, trapped with my mad mind.
Wishing something was to come by atlas she won’t be the one
Yet I beg of her,
Hold my hand,
Take my heart.
The beautiful belladonna has taken me apart.