weight of the world, by perf3ct Subscribe to rss feed for perf3ct

I carry the weight of the world,
My shoulder blades split and crack,
I feel like giving up,
But I remember…what is love?
Love is giving more when your heart has had enough,
Holding on when you feel like giving up.
In his eyes, I’m meant to save him, 
But I know he’s saving me.
he gives me strength when I am weak, 
he lifts me up when I fall down,
he’s more to me than she’ll ever know,
More than I care to tell him.
he’s my world, my everything. 
In my mind I scream out I don’t want to hurt you,
 I don’t want to lose you, 
But I know he’ll never leave, 
Not really. 
he’ll always be here with me.
The weight on my shoulders,
The one to set me free.
Posted: 2005-02-18 22:42:20 UTC

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2005-02-21 23:23:02honesty_kills
this is a really good poem. i like it, its very original and touching. good job.

2006-10-10 04:20:40~Stay_Beautiful~20104
Wow! This is such a very passionate poem! A lot of heart and feeling.