My first attempt to poetry.
There is a calm always before the storm
whose heart has gone cold mine is warm
blood continues to flow without a glitch
Let there be some water under the bridge.
Held the past disputes, I tried to mend what was broken
Love’s all I ever had, now it just feels taken,
Stabbed me in the back, went ahead with no moral flinch
It’s too late to have water under the bridge.
Can you return those nights spend comforting you
Saying it is going to be fine is all I could do.
Just hope that you don’t end up as someone’s snitch,
You never know if there’ll be water under the bridge.
Gave up everything, even individuality as such
Focused on something what you wanted so much
Don’t know if it was my fault of not being so rich
‘cause I felt we had the water under the bridge.
Everyone argues when together, who doesn’t
It is the ego that grows weaker, love doesn’t
I was never that far only if you tried to reach
‘cause there always is water under the bridge.
Every excuse seemed big reason for to go away
You never thought deep impact of things you say
The coming nights will be lonely, darker as a ditch
Just pray for some water under the bridge.