Tragedy struck in its own way,
When I lost my will to live today.
Hollow and empty a pale, body shell,
So frail and so lifeless, not looking so well.
My words are fledgling, and often unnoticed.
A ghost in the corner, nobody will miss.
I'm sorry my love, my time is fleeting.
You didn't notice my heart had stopped beating.

My head hurts today, much in like my chest does most days.
The sun has hid away, just like all that's left of my will.
Alone, a somber feeling, an empty space. Where the thoughts become clearer.
Like a fake smile on my face.
A facade I live, I'm fine. Dont worry about me, I'm happy.
Reality is being emotionally crippled, head wandering, browsing memories.
Desperately wishing for them to be scattered like confetti across the room.
They dont, and I'm left writing another poem.

I've longed for your touch the taste of your kiss.
The spark in my heart and eternal bliss.
The day that you left me, the day I would miss.
To change the things that I cannot forget.
The pain I gave your heart and mind,
Is something I carry so you can be fine.
So many things I'd tell you my dear,
But the silence back is something I fear.
I saw the life that I could've had, the one where we'd wed and never be sad.
But you're gone now and wont answer my calls.
The time is coming another year of,
The time I fell for you my love.
Alone and afraid to go outside,
to see those thing that will remind.
Of times together your hand in mine...
to have that again to truly be fine.