Promises
By TaliciaDragonsong 2 Comments
Stabbing pain in the core of my heart
Cut by you and now i bleed for your love
Touch my scar and feel the layers of sorrow
Your coldness blows like a chill in the night
Why is it that we always feel different then what is expected of us?
Why has humankind weaved a tangled web of rules for us to live by, when our minds are often wandering?
I just can't understand how we managed to even get this far, with such hate and reluctance towards fantasy and new points of view.
Why is being different looked down upon?
Why can't we let each other be?
Why, why, why, why, why, why, why, why....
Ah well, back to Middle-Earth! ^_^