If the waters washed over <br />All the chalk I scratched into the black board <br />If the mountains fell over <br />The footsteps that we printed along the way <br />If the birds forgot to flap their wings <br />And know how to fly <br />If nothing makes sense anymore but only a lie <br />Will you still be the only thing I know? <br />That hasn't made any sense at all <br />Yet couldn't feel as right as it always has <br />When you grab hold of the last word before I say goodbye again <br />And that last word never fails to make me shiver and shake <br />Make me realise I'm awake <br />Sleeping use to be my escape <br />But either way there is no pearly gate <br />Unless there's you waiting there <br />For now just hesitate<br /><br />Sara Tehrani<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pearly-gates-4/
