**this is written for the song I'ma post for this.
                              All alone.
                              Regret swells in his chest
                              as he lays there.
                              He can only see that one moment,
                              the moment where she's in his arms,
                              bleeding.
                              She's dying,
                              and he can't help her.
                              He saw the gun,
                              but it was to late.
                              Now his lover lays there,
                              in his arms.
                              She looks at him,
                              and says:
                              "Kiss it all better,
                              I'm not ready to go.
                              It's not your fault love,
                              you didn't know.
                              You didn't know."
                              He remembers
                              how cold she was
                              as he kissed her face,
                              promising:
                              "Everything will
                              be all right."
                              He remembers
                              seeing the gun,
                              and his rage grew,
                              and he swore:
                              "I'll avenge
                              my lover tonight!"
                              He sighs and
                              wants to banish the memory,
                              only to hear her voice:
                              "Kiss it all better,
                              I'm not ready to go.
                              It's not your fault love,
                              you didn't know.
                              You didn't know."
                              Now he sits there,
                              behind prison bars.
                              25 to life,
                              and she's not in his arms....
                              He couldn't save her,
                              he couldn't save her!
                              A bullet to the heart!
                              A man tore his world apart!
                              He can't let go
                              of the last memory with his lover....
                              The last time he saw her,
                              the last time he held her...
                              Finally,
                              he cries:
                              "Stay with me,
                              until I fall asleep.
                              Stay with me...
                              Stay with me,
                              until I fall asleep!"
                              He repeats it over and over,
                              wanting to hear her voice,
                              wishing he could have saved her...
                              wishing he had saved her...
                              "Kiss it all better!
                              I'm not ready to go!
                              It's not your fault, love!
                              You didn't know,
                              you didn't know!"
                              "Stay with me.
                              Stay with me,
                              until I fall asleep.
                              Stay with me!" 
                              He closes his eyes,
                              and whispers one last thing,
                              hoping she hers him
                              up there in Heaven.
                              "Stay with me...."
                                      
                                          
                                   
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Poems for Everything (Part#1)
RandomThese poems are by me, I write them from my heart. It took a lot of convincing myself to put these on here for everyone to look at. So go ahead, judge me and comment whatever is on your mind. But let me tell you one thing: One day, you could have a...
 
                                               
                                               
                                                  