I've watched you change
Your clothes your name
The easy smiles
You're the friend, that I loved
Somehow turned to lies
I begged you for more
You walked out the door
A note in black and white
As you left in a taxi cab
For the airport that night
Just let me in
Baby, Just let me in
I can't fix or heal
With pleads as I kneel
If you don't tell me now
No reason or how
Even where to begin
If you don't
If you just can't let me in
One simple call
Telling me that you'd fall
Farther down to a place
Between heaven and hell
No mercy of future no grace
No more illusions
Nothing more to say
Made up conclusions
If you see all in grey
YOU ARE READING
Dandelions In The Wind
PoetryThere are a lot of reasons why people write. For me it has always been like an addiction, a reporting on the world and therapy. People are my greatest inspiration and God created so many variants and flavours that we would always have something to...
