Sitting here,thinking of the Time we use to have,wondering If i meant anything.
As i get weaker,i close my Eyes & picture your loving Face,smiling at me.
Tears falling from my chin Wishing to see,just one last Time.
Blood falling from my wrist It's almost time,my final Breath
As i open my eyes for the Last time,
After my funral you see A letter,as you realize It was my final good-bye
Telling you that i was Sorry
Scilenced by a Death · Wed Jan 16, 2008 @ 01:21am · 0 Comments |