I know this feeling Known it for a long time Only lost for so long in the wounds of time When I didn’t have courage enough To keep count of my heartbeats Afraid, I may just miss one or two sometimes And times so cruel I never realised I was losing yet another charm Laugh at myself and wonder Does it make any difference at all When my hands were tied The mercy of time Or maybe the start of yet another game The wounds seem to be healing Though the scars remind me of the dark and near past But to learn living once again I am ready to gamble this time Ready to loose everything I own Though that’s very little It matters when it’s all you have ever known And whats driving me is the feeling I can feel once again The charm I can sport once again May be that’s what they call hope But I find it hard to explain. --------------- well! wrote it in hurry, so dont expect to be great... Comments n Suggestion plz....
^^ I was in office when these thoughts started coming ..nd with my manager nearby I just had to do it in a hurry ... and I am too lazy to rewrite nething .... thanx for reading
I liked it! The only suggetions I have are editorial : may= might times= time's or time is whats= what's or what is Trust is the building block for love. Hell'n
