The despair in my heart will never be erased. My soul has left just as her beauty has left me. This world, this life...maybe she was too good for it all. Maybe it was my fault.I should have been there...maybe if Megan had called an ambulance she would be here now. I feel such hatred for this Megan that i have never met before.She has taken away my world my life...my love.Never will i see her smile that lightened my heart...never will i feel her caress as i lay my head in her lap and cried out all my fears. Never will she be there to tell me everything will be alright.So i'll cry my tears of blood and pain as i remember her last words of i love you...and silently i will sit in pain as someone mentions how beautiful she was. They never really knew her. I think i had a piece of her no one ever could have had but me. R. you are always in my heart...for now and forever, no one can take your place.
Death Of A Rose
A grey December day in the cemetary
he is standing at her gravestone
and he is reading the golden epitaph
lost in rememberance...once more.
Her beauty was a flower in bloom
the nicest thing in his life
her face was the most wonderful creation
that a man could think of.
Her presence make him happy
every touch a caress
her voice made him feel so whole
every word a harmony.
Her life put to a sudden end
how can he go on
with her love taken from him
he is shattered.
Happiness has disappeared
whats left is pain and grief
the rose is dead and withered
but the thorns forever grow.
Your presence made me happy
every touch like a last caress
your voice made me feel so whole
every word a harmony.
Your life put to a sudden end
how can I go on
with your love taken from me
I am shattered.
Happiness has disappeared
whats left is pain and grief
the rose is dead and withered
but the thorns forever grow.
I breathe your remembrance
I feel your external love in me.
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