God, he was so beautiful.
His smile would light up the sky,
His eyes sparkling like water.
Until the smile faded,
Happiness traded for worry.
The shine in his eyes became teary.
And to see him lying there,
a victim of his own demise.
His own monsters, the demons inside.
Is this what was meant to be?
What he used to have, who he was,
Traded for this,
This ********* cruel irony.
Dec 22, 2011
Dec 22, 2011 at 5:32 PM UTC
God, he was so beautiful.
His smile would light up the sky,
His eyes sparkling like water.
Until the smile faded,
Happiness traded for worry.
The shine in his eyes became teary.
And to see him lying there,
a victim of his own demise.
His own monsters, the demons inside.
Is this what was meant to be?
What he used to have, who he was,
Traded for this,
This ********* cruel irony.
