Now I Know
By Gregor Hutz
Tue, 03 Feb 2009
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I cling feverishly to hope
But it won't do any good
Life has frayed just like a rope
Ending like I knew I would
To me, the worst part is the illusion
A grand scheme to blind my eyes
To her I'm a drop in the ocean
Sink down to fast to cover my cries
A snowball has a better chance in hell
Than I do with her, this I can tell
Locked in a tower, solitude to ring my bell
Counting every hour, this place has now become my cell
It eats me like disease
Rots me like a cancer
The slow dawning belief
That I can never have her
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