-={planes}=-
I watch the hours tick away
sitting in my room
I tried to sleep all day to day
I'm welcoming my doom
The planes they took my love away
apart again too soon
The skies are dark now
empty and gray
The jet trail still above
I wish they plane would come back now
bringing me my love....
the past is gone
the future nears
Whatever will i do
i suppose i am to sit and cry
so long as the planes take you...
I hate the planes
I hate the skies
I want and wish to die
But i know that i will be with you soon
so i sit and cry
an hour now has come and gone
and your now in the air
the memories come quicker now
like you brushing my hair
I hate the planes
i hate the day
make them all be gone
I want alas to be with you
but farewell so long
The day is almost over now the clock strikes 12 01
I close my eyes and shiver now
in bed without my One.....
i miss you stasia...
-={End}=-
© -=SH4D3NH4ND=-, 2005-05-31
Comments: When I posted this My (now) Wife had just left to go back home. I was very depressed. The original comment is as follows " a poem about my girlfriend leaveing for home again.... i hate planes..".