Death Has Taken My Love

I'm so tired of being here

suppressed by all my

childish fears and if you have to leave ,I'd wish you would just leave your presence still lingers

here and it won't leave me alone.

The big brown doors opened to a pure white scenery. I began walking slowly down the asile, towards my soon-to-be husband.

These wounds won't seem to heal

this pain is just to real

there is just to much that time cannot erase.

I look down at my bouquet of white roses. In a blink of an eye I look back up to see a dark mahogany  casket. The white scenery was now black, dark and depressing. A picture of my lover was placed left of the casket with different types of flowers surrounding it.

When you cried

I'd wipe away all of your tears

when you'ld scream

I'd fight away all of your fears

and I held your hand through all of these years but you still have me

When I reach the casket in my hand was a single white rose, the same type of flower that I had when we got married.

You used to captivate

me by your resinating light

now I'm bound by the life you left behind

your face it haunts

my once plesant dreams

your voice it chased away all the sanity In me.

His brown hair still looked soft to the touch, but a little messy how he would usually have it. His beautiful blue eyes were never to open again, to see the sun, as my brown eyes to never see him again.

These wounds won't seem to heal

This pain is just to real

There is just to much that time cannot erase.

His skin was pale. Almost as pale as the white rose. His hands were clasped together, fingers intertwined with the white rose. His black suit stood out against the white lining of the casket as the rose lay delecately in his hands.

When you cried

I'd wipe away all of your tears

When you screamed

I'd fight away all of your fears.

And I held your hand through all of these year and you still have all of me.

He looked at peace. before the casket closed up forever, I leaned down and kissed his lips one last time. They were cold against my warm lips, and the casket closed.

I tried so hard to tell myself that your gone but though your still with me I've been all along.

Tears soon fell as he was lowered into the ground. I watched the dirt pile on top of the glossed wood, emptyness filled my heart as i whispered to myself, hoping that my dear lover could hear me "Death has taken my love , but my love has taken my heart".

When your cried

I'd wipe away all of your tears

When you'ld scream

I'd fight away all of your fears

And I held your hand though all these years , but you still have all of me,me,me......?