A splash of tears keeps hitting me

A splash of tears keeps hitting me You are the name of furious passion inside me It hurts me when I see it’s not there. Even I am the colour of gloomy at your night Or maybe tan from your sunburn. I found you’re the name of the path in my little city But I am the dust line on your Fate Or the memory of your last night. You Don’t have any plea to save me from the ocean Or a little desire and courage. But on my end, it is still like the first day, Because your spirit is bland with me for an era. Your love is my wind And your ignorance is power. I understand this is the last lane to walk And I want to live with the memories. I have a weeping to hold But moans I need to bury. My heart exploits tears of blood and drains on. I suffer a burden you left in me. I know it is time to forget But I can’t fight with my wild heart, Don’t know how to live this way. A splash of tears keeps hitting me. Please, be my last breath; blow into me until I close my eyes. I am on the same path and waiting for you to hold me again. If, by chance, you missed me a little Just smash my heart again. Still, you are the sound of my whimper Even I know you are just a shade of my candle. And I want to burn myself with your light. You are the name of my soul which is hiding from the crowd And my darkness of the night. By rinrainbow ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Find more poem-www.colorofpoem.com