Love

Cry my tears,
From above they fall,
Fighting fears,
And trying to stand tall,

All I do is cry,
On the floor I bleed,
Sometimes I want to die,
So to god I plead,

Take me away,
From all of this,
Never to see another day,
Even one with bliss,

Although my love overwhelms me,
My pain and destruction weigh more,
I can’t wait to see,
My grave dug on the floor,

I will truly miss,
The one I adore,
A tender loving kiss,
Beckons from my core, for me to feel once more.

© Samantha Jayne Reed
Wrote on August 31st, 2004