Sorrow Sings

Her Kisses In Silence

And Adjusts The Blinds To Keep The Light

From Mocking Everything I Feel

She Dances Slowly

A Silhouette Upon The Curtains

But Her Eyes Seem To Cry

Only Empty Tears

I Beg For Comfort With Inadequate Verse

It Meant So Much To Me...and So Little To Her

And I Am Sinking Into A Mountain Of Self Pity

Why Can't I Simply Disregard All The Things I Feel?



"where Is My Angel When I Need Him Most?"

"tell Me Now Where Did He Go?"