The Words Left Unsaid-Poems

mourning dew

and it was as if the angels wept that day

tears blending and mingling across my face

there was no longer beauty in the way i grieved

the weeping would not shine for anyone

even though the sun shone past the clouds

i wouldn't let it hit my face

when the world hurt me, it lost its right to go on without her

even if i wake at the end, our lines will remain the same

and my regret will only be stronger