Every word I say's true

E.R.

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Sittin’, wasted,
feelin’ lonely,
hopin’ that I could see your face,
feelin’ like if I’m a stranger,
I can’t understand myself.

I can`t breath,
I can’t say sorry,
I can’t even know my own name,
It’s so hard to spend a minute alive
if I don’t hold your hand.

You, you know every word I say’s true,
what I wouldn’t give to be with you,
ain’t nothing I wouldn’t do
to give a smile to your lips.

You, you know every word I say’s true,
ain’t price I won’t pay to believe in you,
in me, in us, in our love,
in what we can give.

Livin’ on the edge
every day,
I know I can’t change my fate,
If I burn my whole diary
I will not change what I’ve made.

Drownin’ in this
deep river
of mysteries and faults,
I feel I’m runnin’ short of strength
but I presume I see the shore.

Fightin’ in this
endless war
of your lies against my truth,
you should get a little will
and let your proud take a pew.
 
Sittin’, wasted,
feelin’ lonely,
hopin’ that I could see your face,
feelin’ like if I’m a stranger,
I can’t understand myself.

I can`t breath,
I can’t say sorry,
I can’t even know my own name,
It’s so hard to spend a minute alive
if I don’t hold your hand.

You, you know every word I say’s true,
what I wouldn’t give to be with you,
ain’t nothing I wouldn’t do
to give a smile to your lips.

You, you know every word I say’s true,
ain’t price I won’t pay to believe in you,
in me, in us, in our love,
in what we can give.

Livin’ on the edge
every day,
I know I can’t change my fate,
If I burn my whole diary
I will not change what I’ve made.

Drownin’ in this
deep river
of mysteries and faults,
I feel I’m runnin’ short of strength
but I presume I see the shore.

Fightin’ in this
endless war
of your lies against my truth,
you should get a little will
and let your proud take a pew.


Loved It, absolutely Loved It, It's plaged with sadness, and yet with a little flame of Hope.
Hugs
:::hug:::
 
Sittin’, wasted,
feelin’ lonely,
hopin’ that I could see your face,
feelin’ like if I’m a stranger,
I can’t understand myself.

I can`t breath,
I can’t say sorry,
I can’t even know my own name,
It’s so hard to spend a minute alive
if I don’t hold your hand.

You, you know every word I say’s true,
what I wouldn’t give to be with you,
ain’t nothing I wouldn’t do
to give a smile to your lips.

You, you know every word I say’s true,
ain’t price I won’t pay to believe in you,
in me, in us, in our love,
in what we can give.

Livin’ on the edge
every day,
I know I can’t change my fate,
If I burn my whole diary
I will not change what I’ve made.

Drownin’ in this
deep river
of mysteries and faults,
I feel I’m runnin’ short of strength
but I presume I see the shore.

Fightin’ in this
endless war
of your lies against my truth,
you should get a little will
and let your proud take a pew.


Amazing are your feelings in this writting, and i hope in the reality too. It's a pleasure to be here. Don't even change your feelings.. or don'r lost your heart..

See you soon.

Bye! :::hug:::

5 stars!
 
Sittin’, wasted,
feelin’ lonely,
hopin’ that I could see your face,
feelin’ like if I’m a stranger,
I can’t understand myself.

I can`t breath,
I can’t say sorry,
I can’t even know my own name,
It’s so hard to spend a minute alive
if I don’t hold your hand.

You, you know every word I say’s true,
what I wouldn’t give to be with you,
ain’t nothing I wouldn’t do
to give a smile to your lips.

You, you know every word I say’s true,
ain’t price I won’t pay to believe in you,
in me, in us, in our love,
in what we can give.

Livin’ on the edge
every day,
I know I can’t change my fate,
If I burn my whole diary
I will not change what I’ve made.

Drownin’ in this
deep river
of mysteries and faults,
I feel I’m runnin’ short of strength
but I presume I see the shore.

Fightin’ in this
endless war
of your lies against my truth,
you should get a little will
and let your proud take a pew.


So deep the feeling, every and each verse are full with sense and poetry.
Here you are all the stars with admiration.
Kisses and hugs for you,:::hug:::
 
I would love to see your poem changed to lyrics, it could make a beautiful song.

How nice to read a poem of yours, it had been awhile. You had not been forgotten.

Very nice work E.R. Always a pleasure.
 

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