Astarcrossedwasteland
The Unforgiven
The life journal of
dakotahmalicesarah
some might say im a half cup empty kind of person. or rather , a boring one mayb? i may not be good at words .yet , i`ll do my best to find words to describe the way i portray life. and of cause only throu the confines of my mind.
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Sunday @ Sunday, February 06, 2011

A silver crescent moon flutters down into my parched heart. In this night without any moonlight, you tell me "you can walk even alone". Those words you gave to me, with kindness and warmth. Turned the tears back into a smile on my face that was hung in dispair. When I'm sad, if I close my eyes, You're by my side, you never left .. You refused to show your tears as you bid farewell . And you gave me your same kind smile. I will never forget that warmth. I smile even as the tears flow. Even if this road comes to an end. I'll unfurl my wings for you. The broad back that disappears into the fallen drops of the moon. Teach me once more why I keep walking..


The flow of time is too cruel; it always torments me
Even if I hold up my hands to pray, you are untouchable
Still, I'm leaning back to howl at the far off sky
Yet, i`ll still be here waiting.
Even that faint happiness will never return
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