In Silence Within The Gloaming
When you are alone...Do you see the faces of those crying angels?
Do they cry for you in your dreams?
When you are alone at night...
Do you hear those voices in your head?
do you hear me screaming your name?
When you are all alone...sleeping in your room
Do you feel this body lying naked in the ground?
Do you feel the heart that i hold in my hands burning in pain ?
Do you feel the cold wind that blows through my face
and the tears ... so cold
seem like knives made of ice
You don't...
You can't...
But i feel it...
I hear it...
I see it
I do scream for you...every night
Saying i miss you...Isn't enough
It's like missing the best part of my life
Living all the rest just like an old woman
That slept during her best days...
and woke up old and tired
It doesn't show...But i'm old
and i'm tired of living this far from your heat
Tired of being cold
Tired of kneeling down before someone else's will
Tired of being week...
Poetry by TeeTee
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Written on 2007-03-20 at 15:45
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