Beautiful drops of frozen rain,
you fall in response to pain...
Why do you laugh and pretend you know me?
You lie and say the real me you see...
Crimson dancing across my skin,
I wonder if this is truly a sin...
Poetic words dance across the page,
fighting a war no one should wage...
Ironic in this world of fate,
trapping my soul in a twist of hate...
The ground beneath me just disappeared, and now I'm falling just like I feared. |
Even though 'they' broke her heart, she doesn't want to fall apart. So even if missing him is wrong, it's his memory that's keeping her strong. |
Death is a release from the pain of our memories past, things that shall never escape our concious minds, tormenting us for an eternity. |