Thursday, November 11, 2010

alone and broken

i remember you, alone and broken
while trying to get past the way you felt
love wasn't there for you, the sweetest token
was in the way i made your sorrow melt
you're far more than you know, i found such breath
deep in your poetry and it took mine
and when you spoke to me of how sweet death
would constantly snuggle your soul's design
i tried my best to keep you from your fears
and prayed i made a difference as you tried
i wanted more to wipe away your tears
but couldn't for the fact i thought you died
deep in your heart to never let me know
how you would wail far more than you would show

1 comment:

  1. Such wonderful insight and beautifully written.

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