Apr 27, 2010 18:40
Like the flow of raindrops across the twilight sky,
a beautiful sight instilled with sorrows within;
Like the loud clashes of thunder,
the silence screams a tune of loneliness.
The twerp gazed upon the cloudy skies,
like the shape of her heart it seems to form,
speaking of stories left untold.
The twerp reached upwards into the starry night,
attempting to grab a part of the shimmering starlight,
but known to her that it's a mirage,
for something so beautiful could never be grasped.
"The dark forecast seems to decipher,
of feelings within left untold.
The twerp gazed upon the skies,
in search for a starlight to guide.
In return was the heavy downpour,
across the starry night;
As if to speak of a euphoria,
far away from sight.
Bruised, shattered and broken,
Masquerade will now take place."