I write because |
Eleven years have passed since you left us
There still is a emptyness in my soul...
The smoking skies above, they whisper something.
Giving the trees something to breath...
One day I will fall asleep
Maybe under a big hollow tree, maybe on a flying...
You
You where have you gone...
A cowardly dog, with tail through legs
Trying to run away from it's unturnable fate...
My mother
The one supposed to be your best friend...
I wonder if you would die for me
You once told me you would...
A laugh and a tear
The last memory consumed in the mind...
Thoughts I didn't knew I had
Floating around in my head...
Don't make a priority of people to who you are just an option too. |
Don't cry for the people who have hurt you in the past, there's a reason why they didn't made the future.. |
To feel any pain in any form is just a reminder to know that your alive. |