I was pretty and witty though it was never enough.
My skin and flesh
They are just skin and flesh,
Nothing more than that.
The love I loved was meant to be forgotten.
My body is just a bottle of whiskey
That would never be drunk again with love.
The way I loved was never enough.
My fingers in your hair
On your face
Touched with love
And that love was never enough.
I grabbed you inside my chest
Thought it was the safest place for you to live
But it wasn't enough too.
I'll never look pretty again
I'll never be witty again
I may never love again
Cause it doesn't matter how pretty you are,
It never matters how your soul touches your loved ones.
No song is enough,
No poetry can stop someone to hurt you.
There's nothing enough in this world.
And now I'm falling from the place
Once I belonged.
I'll float like an empty bottle through the sea
And never want to reach the seashore
To be thrown out again.
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