Holes I Have Fallen To
(07/11/2011)
How my life got this bitter
Only one can be blamed on
Everybody says I need to move on
Huh!-move on and hurt won’t go together
Inside too many holes I have fallen to
But never found which one called true
Once I was drunkenned in the hole of blue
By his deep stare and charismatic hue
I was sticked on him, one-so-called love was the glue
Then on my heart, he nailed a trace
Bleeded to struggle, I climbed off the hole
Yet, still I believed of love itself was grace
I could only pray of better love for my soul
Another time, I fell into twilight colored hole
Inside was a man full of intrigues
He made me feel I was a whole,
Before my fragile heart inflicted by his conflicts
He pushed me away off the cliff
My heart was getting stiffer
I cried inside, he shooed me to leave
He loved me, not as much as to his liquor
The third, fourth, fifth and so on
Never led me to pure heart to open
Tempted by false lusts always happened
How can I get to be this bad?
Blinded heart is a high way to that
Copyright © Dinda Minardi | Year Posted 2011
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