Me, myself and I
Piling boxes in front of my path Writing out my thoughts but it’s all just a draft Stealing hunger to live like a hole, so complete Draining my memories down the bowl of treat Pale lips soak with shivers gasping for life In a world where a husband cheats for his wife Where friends swing by burying their sinful deeds A trapped train waiting to race my heartbeats You cried in vain when our love fell in place Disappointments fulfill the ideas that I had to taste Promises shed its tears when you... Sign in to see full entry.