| game so i take this page and write as i do a story for my loved one my loved one being you and i sit and cry and with all ache inside i will tell you my thoughts about the day that i die you may ask how i know when my ghost may appear you see i control the fate of my last shed tear too many i have cried for my heart of you so now you will listen to my vision in blue as you sleep in your bed i am awake and at ease knowing that the pain, through this pen is now set to cease the day will come when you've joked too much pushed my heart for over spilling into a river of lust... lust of hate for you the loneliness that i shed for you do now know of this hurt i dread i'm afraid of the day when this will all end so please dont take yourself away give myself a chance to mend this is a stroy of death but not of my soul but that of this love that you hast to control you make me feel tired you're just like the same dont rip up this heart stop playing this game. poem index |