Tears 1. As we grow further apart my heart dies and I cry, for there is no changing the past as there was before. The love that is there is stretching and breaking forevermore,though I try to mend the the tare I end up making it even worse then before. To cry even thozugh my tears have long been dry is a painful thing when i see you die. I will never be happy again for you are gone and my heart turned to stone as i watched you slowly slipped away, your own mind eating you alive never to spit you out dry. I wish I could have been there by your side as you fell into your madness and gone with you to the lands of loneliness you wouldn't be so lonely and so broken in my tears in the land of lonesome forever. I would have never said good by at our last meeting our last greeting for the shadows have taken you to the solemn and the dry to the land of death never to be seen again my dearest and best friend. If only I were there to say good by I would not regret living for the day that you died you were lying in the bed peacefully as I cried forevermore and let my tears run dry. As I get older I think and I forget more and more I shall never forget the day or way you and I both died and I let my well of tears run dry forever more to live with the promise that I made so long ago that we would do everything together even die. Yet i myself am still alive and soon shall die of a broken heart forevermore. My tears shall be dry. To my dearest friend Leah Rain St.Clair shall live on in my mind, heart, and all my rhymes. tell me what tou think!!
TheBatMango · Sat Mar 03, 2007 @ 04:34am · 2 Comments |