It's that day break hour of the night
When I turn and reach over to where you should be,
But instead there's an empty space filled with cold sheets
An empty pillow and no you.
My heart aches as I remember now
There is no you, no not anymore, just a cold empty space.
Where you once lay... No sweet sleeping face;
No soft, gentle snore, no warm body to tuck myself up against
I'm alone, where are you ?
Submitted By Lynn Hill 02/20/09
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Submitted By Lynn Hill 08/12/09
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Inside mme the storm is growing, theyre somethings that arent worth knowing ;like youre ships sunk, your daddys drunk, and breakfast just for one...I still suffer from childhood cholic, or maybe Im alcoholic...either way I use the day to shield me from the sun...My heros are dull and greying, but you dont hear a word Im saying... Im talking here, but no one hears, its like Ive swallowed my own tongue...The birds mock me in my prison, so happy the sun has risen. While I stay, they fly away and then I come undone...I cant look down, I cant turn around, theres no solid ground, I cant look.
Outside theres a cold wind blowing, but Im already where Im going; when you look at me tell me do you see both body and a soul?
This madness is moving faster; I saw love once but ran right past her...now you see whats left of me, I still breathe or so Im told...
Submitted by Lynn Hill 09/28/09
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A last glance rearward, I'm on my way, I'm leaving La Encantada...
If rumour's clear there'll be hell to pay; the road grows harder by night...
It's like I told her, I'm growing older; Does she know; does she care?
I've been surrounded, can't get around it as all my dreams fall apart at the seams, oh, no rest tonight but soon comes the light...
How could we know this? It seems my last wish is fading now
as we drift past the light of youth. I remember as December fell from the sky like the cold kiss if truth...
The landscape changes from day to day, no me gusta esto!
Such is life so the old one's say, just say I'm not growing old...
To surrender, it's time to render up childish dreams; life is just not what it seems.
Things are different, what was this that I held in my hands? It's hard to let go..
How could we know this? It seems our wishes have all come true
as we bathe in the golden years. I'll remember as Autumn leaves fall down from the sky, like the warmth of an angel's tears...
Submitted by Lynn Hill 09/29/09
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