Nothing that's true...but You

There are days when I become another person
When my wretched feelings take its toll on me,
And when I disguise myself with a new face

When I cease to even know myself
And when I become a stranger to my own words,
When I do not want to do anything else
But wallow in my misery,

When I know of nothing that's true but you,
When the only thing I do know, is that you love me,
In the truest sense of that much too careless word, LOVE,
And you know me, even when I do not know me...

No comments:


Related Posts with Thumbnails