Isabis
07-09-2006, 01:25 PM
Fire Before the Doorway:
I hope you like my poem, tell me if you like it or not; be honest.
I was stupid to have let you go the time was mine
Beautiful in your grace, I let this fly it was mine
It was almost like a dream I had a chance you see
I did everything right till I came to a stop, it was me
Staring back in the darkness was envy and deceit
Instead of running away I openend up my arms to you I gladly met
The hate inside you released was out it was already set
Time went by I forgot you were even there
Like a leech I let you take away my soul
By the time I remembered you were there, I realized you were foul
To late for words the damage was done
Like the golden gates you once were, you soon turned to iron
I tried to open you, and you were locked, not a sound
Now a wonder and wait will there be a next time with you around
I hope you like my poem, tell me if you like it or not; be honest.
I was stupid to have let you go the time was mine
Beautiful in your grace, I let this fly it was mine
It was almost like a dream I had a chance you see
I did everything right till I came to a stop, it was me
Staring back in the darkness was envy and deceit
Instead of running away I openend up my arms to you I gladly met
The hate inside you released was out it was already set
Time went by I forgot you were even there
Like a leech I let you take away my soul
By the time I remembered you were there, I realized you were foul
To late for words the damage was done
Like the golden gates you once were, you soon turned to iron
I tried to open you, and you were locked, not a sound
Now a wonder and wait will there be a next time with you around