i can't stand to see
the tears you cry
every single time
a little piece of me dies
the life you wanted
has slowly faded away
piece by piece
a little of you dies each day
so here i stand
suitcase in hand
the best gift i can give
is to set you free
so life can be
the life you hoped to live
YOU ARE READING
through this door ... Inspiration
PoetryThe third volume of the Poets Pub, 'Poem a day Challenge'
