We miss you
Your hands feet and toes your tiny fingers...
People always say you'll know,
and now, I understand...
If only your words were falling leaves
How brightly my Autumn bonfires would burn...
Here's a little story, about a little girl,
Once her eyes, were the brighest of them all...
Walking around, hollow empty,
All I feel is sorrow, nothing...
I slumber with Morpheus and he has his way with me...
Or so it seems in these waking dark dreams...
As of late
you have been on my mind...
elixir
poured into my soul...
+ + + + + +
+ R.I.P...
~A~
~tear...
She was always so loving,
Chemicals were causing her pain...
Ah, she walks through my youth
drawing me back to beaches...