You will not capture Me.

Streets, streets
Oh, always turning on me.
Winding, Twisting, turning
Leaving a message to be told in time
I promise you this will make sense
I promise to scribble my meaning in my blood.

Time, time
Slowing down on me.
Curling, swirling, dancing
Down the lines of blasted asteroids
And shattered skylines
Until the day I die
You'll never see a desolate look in my eyes.
Until the day I die
It'll take the world to restrain me while I travel on comets high, high, past the sky.

Oh! Wonder.
Oh! Sweet.
You've always been the best part of me
Wipe those tears from your shinning blue eyes
I'm sorry your love couldn't capture me
And I'm almost sorry to say I'm still free.
I promise this will make sense
I promise to scribble my meaning in my blood

Hold on! Hold on
To your rocky ledge
Though I may be hidden by shadows
And lassoing stars
I will always be there to catch you in the end
♠ ♠ ♠
This is a short little poem that I sat down and wrote. To tell the truth, I thought about it, and I think I might turn this into a full story when I have the time to write again. Thank you for reading, and I hope you enjoyed.