ive got no inspiration anymore.
times come and go when i can make something good out of nothing.
a blank white page,
staring up at me,
its empty lines a reminder that i have nothing to fill it with,
like your empty eyes.
i dont have anything to give you.
you should know that, above anything else.
all ive got is this remainder of a heart, and its not much.
not enough for someone like you,
someone with a full heart, ready to give it away.
i am not what you need.
you deserve more.
its ok.
consider me the odd one out.
Blue
ReplyDeleteBlue is the color that reminds us of home.
From the ocean, to the sea, to the skies above.
Blue is the feeling of life's metronome:
Depressing, Oppressing, and rejected love?
Blue is the music that reminds the sad;
Of the dreams that disappeared in a flash.
Blue is the light that makes us mad
That decisions made may have been rash.
But even if all this is true,
The Blue in your eye's could not stop me from saying 'I Do.'