A tear for those who died for love,
A tear of love.
A tear for those who died with faith,
A tear for faith.
A tear for you and me again,
For here and now, life we begin
A tear for us... i cry again.
So here we go, story begins
We're pure in soul, we have no sins,
We're moving on with our lives,
With love our goal, and our prize.
So we move on, we face our fears,
We face both pain and endless tears,
But we survive and love again;
Our secrets, written with a pen
On paper sheets, that no one knows,
Our love on paper, river flows.
But as a love letter is send,
A story must come to an end.
A sign, a lie, doubt it creates
Followed by fights and long debates,
And both end up, bleeding their tears,
Remembering their pain and fears.
Depression, darkened heart of stone,
Comes for each one, for they're alone,
They scream and shout and drown in grief,
And sorrow thoughts turn to a cliff
A place where all could come to end.
So a new letter, both they send.
To tell the one that they have lost,
What is the price, what is the cost.
And thus they go, alone and scarred,
Facing a fear, they did not dared
Face in the past, but now its done,
They're filled with pain, the love is gone.
So there they meet, where all will end,
They see the one they once called friend,
And they embrace both love and pain,
And hand in hand, jump in disdain....
A tear for those who died in pain,
Who loved but it was all in vain,
A tear for those who loved and lost,
A tear for us... we felt the cost.
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Dark Poetry
PoetryThis is a colection of thoughts or nightmares in form of poetry, some of them written by myself, some only gathered by me. The darkness is in all of us just waiting to get out, but not in the light. No, darkness reaches out for darkness, so you thin...
