Is there a sound, of a shattering heart
That falls straight to the floor
Don’t bother picking up the pieces,
Might just hurt yourself.
If you could hear my breaking heart
Would it tell you how I’ve felt
I know it might not change the way things are now
But I think you might need to hear these words.
How could you tell me things were more than a feeling
How could I have believed that you were in healing
Don’t you know that my heart’s not a game you could start all over again
Just thought you might want to know.
A canvas painted with empty words
Now the colors seem to fade
I should have known right from the start
To think that you came from the stars.
I wonder now if things could ever change
I wonder if i'll ever know
To stare at the person in the mirror
and tell him I should not have told her.
Jon's Prose and Poetics
Welcome to my Page of Written Prose and Poetics. A lot of them probably don't rhyme or anything but I just kinda wrote them thinking of a song. Hopefully, these will somehow inspire you to keep hoping, and keep believing. I might add some other stuff not written by myself but perhaps have had great meaning and inspiration to me in times of joy and sorrow. All writings are copyrighted by Jon Ho 2001-2007
Friday, January 14, 2005
Thursday, January 13, 2005
Bleed
Funny how three words can make you or break you
and yours just seem to break me.
I'm trying to give you this chance to tell you,
to hate me, just tell me you hate me
All that was said you said to be true
But nothing matters now cuz now i'm the fool
*I told myself I’d believe her
Thinking that she'd be too good for games
I fooled myself, feeling my heart drying out
Should have listened to me now
I don’t doubt the way you say you feel
But the actions speak much louder than words
So what do you expect
Put on a smile for you?
So here I’m smiling now, here I’m smiling now
(last chorus)
I told myself to believe you
Thinking that things were too good to be true
I fooled myself, now my heart’s all cried out
Still don’t know what to say
Wish this thought of you wouldn't stay…