Glass Ballerina

Glass Ballerina

A ballerina made of glass
Starring at him motionless
The distortion of his face
Shining on her pretty dress

And time goes by, he can’t forget
Every night he wakes in sweat
He tries to speak, confess to her
But she won’t listen, not a word

A ballerina on the floor
She won’t be dancing anymore
Shattered to pieces by his hand
He goes to bed drunk again

Days go by, he’s all alone
She was, she was the only one
Now he just sits and recollects
His ballerina made of glass

Honey, I know that it’s late
And nothing I can say will change your mind
But how come you don’t realize it was a mistake
Honey, we have to go back

And now I’m lost
Just like before
And now I’m lost
Maybe even more
And I can’t go on
And I can’t go on
So far away..

In my restless dreams I see your face
Did I kill you honey or you killed me?
I can still hear your voice, I can still feel your taste
Even so far away
Even so far away

 

I like this.

 

it's amazing. your idea of a lover ballerina of glass... it's just so original. you can really work this poem up with some fancy words and make it an exquisite masterpeice. sad though that the writer's cove is so dead.

 

Thanks, it really means a lot.
I will continue to work on it and maybe post it when I finish it.

Concerning the current state in Writers' Cove, maybe another Lyrics Competition could save this place?

 

I love this. It's one of my favorites out here.

I'm really looking forward for the final draft.

 

I can still hear your voice, I can still feel your taste
Even so far away
Even so far away

Those lines totally made it worth reading this...(not that it wouldn't have been worth it otherwise. But those lines REALLY made it worth it)

 

Thanks for the positive feedback people

 

i doubt that would save it considering we never get more than ten votes in all, and like ten entries.