letters (poem)
writing letters never ment to be read
letters that still hold the prof of the fallen ghost like tears never shown
fears and hope all the same
love gone cold like the ice that remains around the walls of a frozen heart
chains will rust as the rain falls down
a lonly soul has yet to be found
writing these letters to me myself and i never telling their secret that wants to be known letters sad letters good some bad and some full of hope
those letters sit in an old shoe box covered in an ageless dust
ages old and some fairly new all containing names and pain im so used to
when and if those letters are found i hope im no longer around
rereading the letters of the past present and future looking back trying to remember
pain is never fading and never forgotten it can be locked away or kept in the dark corner of your mind
years can always pass but i keep the letters and reread them over and over
i found one with your name and how i had felt tear stains the page dried and cold them the most unlikely thing begains to happen
a smile as i remember all the pain spreads over my now tear stricken face
tears fall like a river remembering all the fun
and that one feeling that i never wrote down on that little letter that held a prayer that never came true
a dark angels voice calls back out to me with the every words that saved my life
"im here now he wont hurt you ill keep you safe and hold you when your weak and congragulate you when your strong"
