I think everything in life is art. What you do. How you dress. How you love someone and how you talk. Your smile and your personality. 31 followers / 1.3k words
Eleanor Rigby lives next door She yelled at me once about my gutters Otherwise no words from her have ever been uttered Alone in her condo, she putters Is she lonely or just a ******? Did she suffer at the hands of a lover And never recovered?
I spend time alone In my head Thinking about things That might have been Win or lose? I look within A dreary day Can defeat life's purpose I choose to look beneath the surface Everything is done on purpose
I wonder if you remember That day in September When we were together I still remember your black sweater Maybe this could last forever A memory I will always treasure A cozy dinner in candlelight It all felt so right On that harvest moon night Came a shining white knight And a kiss at midnight But when December came You were no where in sight The cold winter darkness came That ended the light
When all hope is lost And your money is dwindling And your ship is sinking An angel sent pennies from heaven It came as a blessing To end my stressing To teach me a life lesson, I reckon Giving me a new direction To stop the regression and End my depression