by Beagle28cowes, Isle of Wight, England, UK
Oct 2012 267 Views 0 comments
Lost against the Alcohol
It is nothing left to say,
it is nothing left to tell,
it is nothing left to ask,
it is nothing left to write;
All what is left,
is the emptiness
in my heart
and in my soul,
as my love can‘t find
the way to you.
You’ve helped me,
when I needed a friend,
I wanted to be there and help you,
when you needed a friend.
Now.
But you don’t let me,
and so I have to go.
You’re in my heart
and I keep you there
as it is the place,
you are belonging to.
it is nothing left to tell,
it is nothing left to ask,
it is nothing left to write;
All what is left,
is the emptiness
in my heart
and in my soul,
as my love can‘t find
the way to you.
You’ve helped me,
when I needed a friend,
I wanted to be there and help you,
when you needed a friend.
Now.
But you don’t let me,
and so I have to go.
You’re in my heart
and I keep you there
as it is the place,
you are belonging to.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Posted: Oct 2012
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