*My*Thoughts*
My thoughts...
The things that run through me like water.
Thinking about the three tenses of my life.
Past...Present...Future.
Retracing the steps of my past,
I watched you closely,
Trying to memorize your every thought and dream.
Exploiding on the present,
Wondering how I couldn't see it coming,
Couldn't see the pain and hate that I caused to you.
Wading in the fountain of the future,
Thinking about how I'm going to make it through life without you by my side...
How can I carry on?
How could I have destroyed us by a passion that never exsisted for another?
My past. My present. My future.
These are my thoughts. These are my dreams.
Let me sit and rest upon them...
As they flow through me like a never-ending stream.
A poem by: Tabby
The things that run through me like water.
Thinking about the three tenses of my life.
Past...Present...Future.
Retracing the steps of my past,
I watched you closely,
Trying to memorize your every thought and dream.
Exploiding on the present,
Wondering how I couldn't see it coming,
Couldn't see the pain and hate that I caused to you.
Wading in the fountain of the future,
Thinking about how I'm going to make it through life without you by my side...
How can I carry on?
How could I have destroyed us by a passion that never exsisted for another?
My past. My present. My future.
These are my thoughts. These are my dreams.
Let me sit and rest upon them...
As they flow through me like a never-ending stream.
A poem by: Tabby