It's not that I dont want to
Or that I don't know how...
It was nearly two in the morning
When she decided to go...
Emotions are volatile
Mobile as peas on a child's plate...
She carries with her oceans;
salty waves that when left alone...
I've scraped surfaces
of what needs to be...
Goodbye Papa
As you lie there...
On mornings like this one,
with the birds silent...
Enigma plagues unknown answers-
of what has transpired of this love...
A thousand times
My heart bleeds your lullaby...
She sat there in her corner
So quiet, so alone...
Why must these feelings continue
Unable to do anything; helpless...
I cried a single tear,
the last tear I'll cry...