What's your story?

What's your story?
We all have one...

Tuesday, 6 October 2015

You
Since beginning of time, you held my hand
My first steps, you aided me stand
That dawn we walked that extra mile
I chased your words, you had that style 

You made me laugh, you got that snigger
Those nights we watched the moon just bigger
My eyes always looked up to you
If you were there, I was there too.

I felt at ease with you along
You were my happy, gala song
But as they say, no man’s complete
To smile that bright, you have to weep

I chanced to see that depth inside
I was left ‘lone with eyes so wide
You dripped of sorrow, you fought your pain
You fell behind, you fell again

Your eyes spoke that day, you cried
And all way, to me you lied
You lay that day, deceased within
You drank and drained, you were not him

Who made me tough, was so fragile
Who made me laugh, did dare not smile
I was left isolated from you
I saw a man tormented through

You were so done and yet remained
My man, my god, you looked so pained
I saw you fade in shadows dark
That glittery eye, its closing spark

And yet you rose to touch your lass
I last love from your carcass
I want you back that fair and free
Come back, Oh! do come back to me.
                                                                                                           - яhԑȃ

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