Everything is missing,
now the only thing that's true...
It was an October evening when
the muddy waters of our pond dried up...
Collaboration written by Maple Tree and Robyn...
Special Note: PnQ site permission to post...
Mourning
hushes altered...
Trying to figure out my mind
All the thoughts that's going through...
These pangs of loss are felt so deep they rarely...
Inside my mind, I tend to hide the truth from...
As I lay my head on my pillow
my mind starts to billow...
The candle has a steady burn,
And the rope just inches away...
Within the confines of my mind,
My deepest darkest cell...
You don't call or text me or really even give me a...
It hurts me to know that you got time for others...
Today I cried
for the love of whom...
All these things I can't release
onto you...