the loneliness that i feel
way down deep inside my heart,
has surrounded me in darkness
that is tearing me apart.
i am waiting on your call
but the phone in silence waits,
these pictures that i see
are too much to take.
the images i see
can't possibly be real,
only you can brighten my
the loneliness that i feel.
the loneliness within
passes through me like a knife,
i know you wont give up
with out putting up a fight.
i'm worried for you
and our son.
someday he'll know
what great things i've done.
but now the baby's crying
and the neighbors coming in,
nothing can subscribe
the loneliness within.
oh god! the phone is ringing
you're calling at last!
but your phone is slowly fading
your losing service fast.
don't leave me now i'm crying
but the only thing i hear,
is screaming in the background
and your fear.
i'm with you till the end
though i cannot see your face.
i comfort you with words
though i long for an embrace.
the screaming is getting louder
i hear a crash within,
the walls inside the building
are slowly caving in.
and now the torture's over
but the crying just began,
for now i have to cope with
the loneliness of one.
tears poured down,
as his words came out,
everything he said,
was just another doubt.
she was never good enough,
not even for him,
but now her dreams,
flew by, broken by a slur.
he said he loved her,
then took it right back!
he said he cared,
but said it to attack.
one tear at a time,
stained her pretty face.
no one knew she was so fragile,
like a thin piece of lace.
she stared at the knife,
as a tear hit the ground.
would she dare use it,
when it once spread her feelings around?
she used to cut but stopped,
and was happy for awhile.
but he killed her,
with his first smile!
she wondered why,
he would make her cry,
make her not want to live,
but die!
with a tear stained face,
she took her life,
killed herself,
with an already used knife.
she did it for love,
her tears said it all.
he was her depression,
when he pretended to fall!
no more tears,
on her stained face,
nothing left,
but her misery that took place!
COMMENTS
I love them you can really feel the sorry and pain
War, suicide and cutting...very serious-minded and much appreciated in their raw honesty. Thank you for sharing them.
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Silverhawk
03:27 Jan 29 2011
How terribly stressful to uphold dear...