Inside the Glass
Inside the glass...
shiny colors of broken dreams
wonderous images
of the many... pleasured screams
Splashes of memories
full of silent emotions...
from you... only for me to hear
searching .. grasping at lines
the ebb, the flow
of cold hard tears
Vague thoughts..
of what I wanted
and of what...can never be.
When I was with you
Love was all I could see
Blinded by passion,
hypnotized by lust..
.
constantly... with you
that was a must
Searching for the pieces,
it's all in the past
It was to good to be true...
to good to last