Wednesday, January 28, 2015

Death @ 7:28 p.m

There's a grave
In my mind...

There's a little boy
All alone.. 

He's in pain
Hold his hand...

Bring him light
Take him home...

There's a bridge
There's a teenage girl...

There's a noose
It is dark and cold...

Bring her light
Take her hand...

There's a heart
Broken by you...

There's a grave
With my name..

On its broken tombstone.


1 comment:

  1. So sad so lonely. Wish i could change how life has turned out for you, know though you are always in my thoughts and i miss our talks. Hugs my friend, love Spiritual Brushtrokes aka Tracy Jo

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