Poems_2

A window smashes, rain falls, all arond me are the tears that fall for you. Not for love, not for hope just for hurt from what you did after you said " love me, want me, care for me." Now all you do is leave me on the corner watching you leave me and my life. What is left is space, this is the space I will always remember when I think of you. May your memories be better then mine, but if I say that then I would be lying to myself. That is the one thing I won't do. For when that window finally smashed I found I am finally free. When I soared about you all I saw was a child in an adult's fancy suit that doesn't and will never fit.

Long Ago:
Once long ago, I fell in love with you. Almost what seems like a lifetime ago. Now I sit and watch out my broken window as the rain mixes with my tearstaht fall freely from my eyes. Willing my heart to atleast stay in the many pieces that are left, but hold together none the same, to not crumble at my feet. Once long ago, I loved you with all my heart, for what seemed like more lifetimes then this one. I now look at the dust of my broken heart covering my toes. I waited all this time for some part of me to let go but to say I still care. Now I sit and wish on the stars above, watching the dust blow away on the winds of the past that was once so long ago.

Tears:
Tears fall from my eyes showing my heart is breaking. My tears bleed red with my life's blood. I can't cry out, it hurts to much even to moan. Why are my tears wasted on a person who is to blind to relise the cause. Why should I want to share what I have at the risk of losing all we have gained. I cry out silently, watching you, waiting for you to knowtice me, but in the end it doesn't and won't ever happen. My tears shut down, my heart heals the pain that you caused, though you still lave hurt me. My heart will be tougher to heal and to open to the one who deserves it. So now I thank you for nothing and everything all at once. May you relize to late what you could have had and lost all before you even knowticed it was there.

A deafing silence filled the room after the child entered. Such a look of stark terror occupied the child's angelic face. Tears rushed down a mother's pinched features wanting to run to her child but something holds her back. Not knowing what was wrong, to small a baby. The child runs forward only after it stoped dead in it's tracks did he see that he was in a silent room of his own making. This room was housed in his dreams and that is all it ever was...A Dream.