Dedicated to: My dearest, Gaga
Beneath the ground you lie
Us, sitting by your side
We don't know how much time is left
But too much we have wept
It's hard for us, but worse for you
In turn it makes the pain double too
When will it at last be time
For you to end this blackened rhyme?
Close your eyes, gently...softly...
We will sip on some hot coffee
Wait...Wait...When will you rest?
Forever stopping that struggling breast?
It's hard for us, but worse for you
Your pain has doubled, what should we do?
When will you take your last breath
Or are you scared of after death?
It's okay, we are all here
All four of us love you very dear
And please don't worry, hun
We know you love us, so please...please just be done
Relax....rest, be comfortable at last
I am here for you, so you can leave your cast
Everything is taken care of
Even your little, white dove
YOU ARE READING
From Within the Heart
PoetryThere are no words that can really and truely describe a collection of poetry. This collection features works written solely from the heart, nothing pre-planned or carefully written out. Poetry is often used to express passions that the heart calls...
