For C.T.J.
You catch my tears with your hand
When I'm in terror, you understand
In pain, you laughed with me
You made all my sufferings flee
Your whole existence keeps me awake
From this world I can't seem to take
You used to be my partner, my other half
Especially when life got really tough
Now I breathe with guilt
From the tragedy you and I have built
What has happened to our grand story?
Tell me, do you ever even feel sorry?
I finally want to make things right
But I can't if I'm the only one who wants to fight
Please take my hand and grab on
Prove to me you're not yet gone
Cause darling if I die before you do
In heaven, still I'll wait for you
I'll give the angels back their wings
And risk the lost of everything
YOU ARE READING
Solitude
PoetryS O L I T U D E (n) a state of seclusion or isolation. That's all it takes to free my thoughts.