When you lose someone
you deeply love...
I look into your dark brown eyes
gazing into mine as you pick me up...
You left me that morning and
so much was left unsaid. Who...
As the town around me sleeps.
I surround myself in lonely weeps...
Sweet Angela Christine,
Little sister from above...
She can't be fixed, stares at the mirror
with vacant eyes and pills at the bottom...
Its been weeks since I heard your voice,
months since I felt your touch...
It hurts so much to know
that we will always belong in the past...
Two deaths
Two weeks...
When my mother first saw a picture of him,
she gasped in wonder at his beauty...
Torched and tormented by your touch
such an act made the sinner blushed...
As cheerful as a sunflower
standing in the sun...