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Silent Ones   When the sky is dark, and the wind is cold, And the rain comes down, fold on fold,
I miss them Every day I see something that reminds me of them see them everywhere I wake up in the morning And drag myself out of bed They left to soon They took a part of me I try to stay composed
First, you lost your mind  and I tried to help you but you were already  gone.   Next, you lost your voice there was nothing to do but watch you.  
Alone in the chilling void,Feeling emotionless as a metallic droid.Why am I here?Why can't I stop these vast rivers of tears?Never been so afraid, so cold;Yet, I see a fluttering, red light, so vivid and bold.
 I don't know why you had to go
Tears burn my gentle face What hurts me the most Is knowing there's nothing I can do But look up at the midnight sky And pray you know how much I miss you My first heartbreak and you weren't there
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