For Bec: Part I

I'll try with my heart,
each fiber of my soul.
Expect no end to my attempts,
subtle in dire toll.

Whispering at night,
I wish for the best.
A non-prayer I am,
though for this I'm obsessed.

Little hopes with each word,
each let down as I learn.
I can't watch no more,
I can't see you burn.

I can't see you though,
no help there I suppose,
but I can write your you,
that I can expose.

Now watch as I leave now,
I've done what I can.
It's your battle alone,
no one other than...

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© Kayd [2006]
- Common Bec! Gimme a good reason to write on! I'm there, though you can't see me... I'll always be.