Fare thee well, my honey
When love is gone now, I think,
Was it worth it, or not, who can tell,
In these cries and woes, I slowly sink,
When my wings burnt, where I fell,
Where I dwell now, in a small town,
Shattered pieces, of my heart broken,
In these cries and wors, I slowly drown,
Would that it be a dream, I’d be woken,
When joy is gone now, my laughs are fake,
I am a shell now, of my former glory,
In these cries and woes, I slowly break,
Who’d know my tragic tale, my sad story,
How life is a mess now, absent dream,
Absent ambition, absent aim, absent fire,
In these cries and woes, I slowly scream,
When you were gone, I lost desire,
This mind singing, this pen and paper,
How I am broke now, I have no money,
My passing life, in smoke and vapor,
In these cries and woes, I ‘fare thee well oh honey’.
Posted on July 26, 2016, in Life and Experiences, Poetry and tagged broke, broken, cries, desire, fare thee well, fire, glory, gone, heart, heartbreak, high, honey, laugh, life, loss, lost, love, mind singing, money, sad, sad story, shattered, singing, sink, smoke, smoking, song, story, supernatural, tired, tragic, woe, woes. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.
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