Lips singing a soft melody in the dark
Of journeys past and about to embark
Hands and feet are slowly failing
Soundless silence, an end to ailing
Outstretched arms, a delicate finger
A touch of life, no need to linger
Each broken leg lay eerily still
All is quiet, no time to kill
Sanguine blood staining the floor
An open gate, an open door
A face filled with jeweled tears
A thousand shards of broken mirrors
The heartbeats begin to fade
For that is the reason why he stayed
Just another poem to save my life.
I dont often reveal my vulnerable spot simply because I hate it when people see me as weak.
But then again, in each death... I will Live.
Ive said Thanks and expressed my love to those people are dearly close to me and my heart tonight. I hope you guys can do the same thing. Sometimes we get so busy and neglect to say this simple words.