sometimes i witness tragedy
on the silver screen
and it punctures a hole
right in my heart
and it makes it's way in
smooth and silent
without my knowledge
and the next thing i know
my heart hangs low,
low and heavy and full
and i've got strange thoughts
in my mind
odd how strangers
can impact us more
than those who
surround us day by day
and when i think
of the man
who loved liza
i want to weep forever
May 23, 2011
May 23, 2011 at 2:30 PM UTC
sometimes i witness tragedy
on the silver screen
and it punctures a hole
right in my heart
and it makes it's way in
smooth and silent
without my knowledge
and the next thing i know
my heart hangs low,
low and heavy and full
and i've got strange thoughts
in my mind
odd how strangers
can impact us more
than those who
surround us day by day
and when i think
of the man
who loved liza
i want to weep forever
©erinquinn2011
