Viva Theerose

'I write because I know how, it’s how I breath, it’s how I know. It’s my weapon of all weapons, drawing the silver linings to clouds, giving pictures a meaning and colors definition. I write because I think, I think too much and do too little. It is within my burning soul to write and somehow find answers in between those lines. To tell a story, maybe a survival story , maybe to record that I was here and I too somehow made up this universe during my time. Let me write… let me breath. ' Amanda

Saturday, August 30, 2008

Never ending tears

I wonder if you were here how things would be different
The day that the you were taken from me it felt like my world crumbled down
The tears would come to my eyes knowing that you are no longer here
Your hands carried me to sleep, wipe the tears from my eyes
But now I have never ending tears because you no longer here with me
It felt like someone was saying to me how they used a knife because it was slow they didn't want to use a gun because it was too quick they wanted to see you suffer, beg for your life, confess your sins, see your life flashing before you
Then a tear slowly rolled down your cheek knowing that you won't be here to see me grow
Never ending tears that flow from my eyes while my heart tears apart
Knowing that you no longer here to see your little girl grow
Never Ending are my tears because you no longer reside on earth but in the clouds up high watching me . I wish you were here to hold me because I'm not too old for that.