Sunday, July 17, 2011


You guide me

Stood beside me

Whispered telling stories to me

All I wanted to do

Was believe

Miracles you showed to me

Rising my desires

Harm you let me peek upon
Growing dependence to you.

Then you'd crush my dreams

And smash my hopes

When promises were broken

I was lower than when we'd begun

The stories

The lies

All because,

I believed.


1 comment:

Rose said...

Lovely poem!