I wrote this peom for my english porfolio a while back, i hope you like it.
You stood there, bols as brass
a look of contempt on your face
you thought you were superior
too good for us
But you went too far
you crossed the line
you lost control, lost your heart
lost what kept you sane, if you ever were
and now its eating away at you
gnawing at your soul
gobbling up your emotions
sucking down every last drop of your sanity
A drop of blood was all it took
to make you fall, come crashing down
you thought your world was safe, protected
but you lost yout wings, and there was no-one was to catch you
you flew too low, got too close
too caught up in what you believed in
lost in your perfect world
fantasising about what may never be
It's always you
your eyes, your tears
your thoughts, your emotions
your heart, your blood
