The laughter stops,
The fun is gone...
Silent tears falling
The choking throat...
Now the darkness is closing in
She opens her eyes to face her damnation...
Feelings of despair and loneliness take over...
Distrust and dishonesty are all...
I place my cold hands upon her face.
Wiping away the wet tears across her cheek...
The house is burning
Ravaged and betrayed...
Not mine, But I love it! And not exactly a poem...
Month One...
I have a dream,
And in that dream...
A tear stained letter,
A blood stained floor...
This is to you
all the people who knew...
Running fast
It forever lasts...
One for not being beautiful,
Two for not being perfect...