In melancholy my heart drowns
forever underwater
but underwater theres no sound
only peaceful flowing water
and in these waters i shall heal
my broken splintered heart
with acts of kindness I shall feel
no longer eager from this life to part
for kindness and love are all healers
though you may not think it
one kind word a day
leads the darkness astray
Paris: our start and end by wallflower2525, literature
Literature
Paris: our start and end
In Paris is where I found you
In Paris you should stay
but I wrapped my arms around you
and spirited you away
In Silence I surrender
all my thoughts and words
within me thoughts grow tender
and others fly with the birds
My heart leaps for Joy
Whenever you are near
Your smile, your laugh, your soul
takes away my fears
This feeling creeps inside me
it roots itself and grows
the emotions always find me
they bloom into a rose
the stem is full of thorns
but petals silky smooth
our love is like a storm
sometimes cold and cruel
and though it may be tough
I will always love you
In Paris we found each other
to Paris we will go
the road ahead is broken
words we've said remain spoken
our lives are mended with tape
there's no place to escape
the road ahead is cracked and dry
the tears of life stain our eyes
we try so hard to play house
we try so hard to play house
the road ahead is full of pain
but yet we walk forward again
hand in hand is what it should be
but this road seems so lonely
hand in hand the road we walked
the pain so much we could not talk
hand in hand its all the same
now you leave me again
the road ahead is grim and grey
the road ahead always seems this way
the road ahead need no name
for me its full of pain
lifes pain seems to be
a friend for lif