New Day

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Dissarray

Fragments of hope are fading,
Her dreams have rode away.
On blackest stallion sailing,
Her princes love at bay.
But love is just a lyric,
To make it sound Okay.
To leave Princess unguarded.
And theif out of his cave.
He might have asked.
She might have caved.
But either way it's broken.
She might've known,
Had she been told,
Had somebody have spoken.
And told her whats behind the door,
They forbid her to open.

No comments:

Post a Comment

Popular Posts