Sorrow

Wont you please forgive me
i have slipped on your sorrow
and if you dont care to wipe it away
it will only flow through another tomorrow
might i ask you a question
its something i truly want to know
why do you hang on to anger
when you could easily let it go
in time i think you will realize
that all of this is for you
someone gives up their very heart
and you act like its not even true
watch what you say to people
it might stab you in the back
but wait why should you care
about a little thing like that
don't give up on the world
its will only give up on you
what kind of thing sticks around
when there is nothing left to do
is it hopeless i must wonder
to assume that assumetions are right
or is it even more hopeless
to have faith that you'll put down the knife
i guess when all is said
and every memory is thrown to the floor
i will look back on you
and wonder if you still laden for more
if so i do not think of sympathy
that has no effect on your pain
it will dwell forever
and forever will the sorrows remain