Texas warrior
September 19th, 2013, 03:45 AM
Of nights past it seems; she still haunts my dreams.........
The one I Loved,
The one I Hate, and the one of late; who haunts my dreams.
In the waking world my hate burns like fire,
for the girl that spurned me and burned me.
But in my dreams my hate abates and I lust for what was,
and what could never be.........
And when I wake, I see what she did to me.
And then the hate returns,
free of the hint of heartbreak the paired it in days past.
But when I sleep, my desires wander once again.
Lusting for the girl who was my old sin.
And when I yet wake, I wounder how long it will take to be totally free.
The dreams remind the waking me of her good side.
The fight to be her lover made me who I am today,
so do I really want to break the last chain that reminds me why I'm this way?
But if I don't break the chain will she use it to cause me more pain.
Even after all this time she still haunts me, or so it seems........
The one I Loved,
The one I Hate, and the one of late; who haunts my dreams.
In the waking world my hate burns like fire,
for the girl that spurned me and burned me.
But in my dreams my hate abates and I lust for what was,
and what could never be.........
And when I wake, I see what she did to me.
And then the hate returns,
free of the hint of heartbreak the paired it in days past.
But when I sleep, my desires wander once again.
Lusting for the girl who was my old sin.
And when I yet wake, I wounder how long it will take to be totally free.
The dreams remind the waking me of her good side.
The fight to be her lover made me who I am today,
so do I really want to break the last chain that reminds me why I'm this way?
But if I don't break the chain will she use it to cause me more pain.
Even after all this time she still haunts me, or so it seems........