Sat broken,
smashed by my own lusts.
Yet I find you still here, picking up the pieces.
Again I've done you wrong.
But again I find you putting me back together,
making me whole.
How can I deserve this,
after what I've done.
I don’t deserve this,
and yet, still,
I find you here.
<Deleted User> (7075)
Sun 4th Dec 2011 22:18
Hi again, yes it comes accross that it was written so. but there is a strength to its simplicity. I might be tempted to rearange the lines slightly like this...
Sat broken,
smashed by my own lusts.
Yet I find you still here,
picking up the pieces.
Again I've done you wrong.
But again I find you
putting me back together,
making me whole.
How can I deserve this,
after what I've done.
I don’t deserve this,
and yet, still, I find you here.
4 lots of 4 but the words remain the same, just an idea. keep blogging.
Win
I love that last verse especially. A touching poem!
it was written from the heart. thnks for the comment
Hi Matt, Somethong very simple and genuine in this appeals. thx for posting, Win
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Matt
Sun 4th Dec 2011 22:51
thanks man, i'll think bout doin that