Poezja

How do you know when you've fallen out of love
The embers die in your soul and the dam in your heart breaks
We are like a flood of water pouring out all over
It seems as though I find myself pondering; people don't know how dark I am within my head at times.
The visual of true love gone awry...gone astray
There are many facets and masks that have been worn...........too long
Like a prom king being crowned but she's the town tramp
So love is a stranger to me but to love again will come
A protector of my own world and heart
You can waste years of your life; you never can have back