My Heaven

by *from*yesterday*   Jul 23, 2005


The sorrow in you eyes. Pain etched on your face. Too many doors have closed, none that can be re-opened. Only one door remains. Turn the handle and look out. To see what my heaven is. It’s when you actually act like my friend.
Now you know, so now I’ll leave for you to decide. Do you want me to live in heaven, or crash and burn into hell.

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments