Serenity - A Journal Of Some Sort

11:11

i went quiet so you'd talk to me

made silence priceless, so gold is free

i'd trade the necklace, flowers, charms

to be held once more inside your arms

they way you laughed that summer's night

bloodred tears and cruel delight

you chose a new one, she is yours

i'm tired of this, i'm getting bored

tears are falling, i don't care

i see your lost face everywhere

are you really moving on

are we half as broken or twice as strong?

if you called me, what would i say?

you're too far gone anyway

the only end i like it seems

is the one i follow in my dreams