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You were my work of art From the start, from the start Then, you threw me away and I knew from there on, you had no heart You were my drug of delight From the morning to the night, But things have changed alright and I should have known wrong from right From dusk to dawn, I knew you’d be moving on Till the sun is gone Till my wounds are gone I knew I’d be moving on You were my moonlit sun, But I look up towards His son I know we had so much fun I belong in the arms of angels in my heart I will not be afraid of turmoil from the start I knew from the start You weren’t my work of art Be not weary in times of heartache and stress I’ll be strong and so vigilant, Even when I need a break from all the distress I noticed that I’m significant I knew from the start You weren’t my work of art I will not be afraid of turmoil from the start I belong in the arms of angels in my heart You wear my broken heart From the start, from the start You were sweet like orange tart, but you are a bitter work of art You were my drug of might You pushed me around and held me so tight But, things will become bright and everything’s going to be alright From dusk to dawn, I knew you’d be moving on Till the sun is gone Till my wounds are gone I knew I’d be moving on You were my moonlit sun, But I look up towards His son I know we had so much fun I belong in the arms of angels in my heart I will not be afraid of turmoil from the start I knew from the start You weren’t my work of art Be not weary in times of heartache and stress I’ll be strong and so vigilant, Even when I need a break from all the distress I noticed that I’m significant I knew from the start You weren’t my work of art I will not be afraid of turmoil from the start I belong in the arms of angels in my heart I tried to play by the rules But you cried like your fools I dried up my tears of shame Because I’m sick of being caught up in your love affair game Same old empty feeling, slowly revealing The reason I am feeling this way inside...I’m concealing... This feeling that is not appealing From dusk to dawn, I knew you’d be moving on Till the sun is gone Till my wounds are gone I knew I’d be moving on You were my moonlit sun, But I look up towards His son I know we had so much fun I belong in the arms of angels in my heart I will not be afraid of turmoil from the start I knew from the start You weren’t my work of art Be not weary in times of heartache and stress I’ll be strong and so vigilant, Even when I need a break from all the distress I noticed that I’m significant I knew from the start You weren’t my work of art I will not be afraid of turmoil from the start I belong in the arms of angels in my heart From dusk to dawn, I knew you’d be moving on Till the sun is gone Till my wounds are gone I knew I’d be moving on You were my moonlit sun, But I look up towards His son I know we had so much fun You were my work of art From the start, from the start Then, you threw me away and I knew from there on, you had no heart Numb away the sorrow that tears us apart Remorse can get out of course... You made me love you with such a force That it frustrated me to the core You made me love you more and more Your substance was my work of art From the start, from the start You were my drug of delight until I realized it was a mere high that put me in the death cart You were my drug of delight From the morning to the night, But things have changed alright and I should have known wrong from right

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