A breath of air with meaning
That often fills the soul
A soothing breeze with emotion
That our lips cannot control

A very soft, sweet I love you
With the essence of a kiss
A very slight brush of an angel's touch
Filled with Heavenly bliss

A secret, wrapped in mystery
Warm breath upon our cheek
A silent scream of affection
That sometimes makes us weak

A timid shout so quiet
That no one else can hear
A prisoner that our lungs release
A tickle, upon our ear

A breath of air with meaning
Can cause us to rejoice
A whisper comes in many forms
Our meaningful silent voice

A poem is never the words you read
It's what's written between the lines
For the words can only plant a seed
To grow the emotion a word defines

A feeling trapped inside our hearts
Or maybe a place we haven't seen
The words are where emotion starts
But the meaning is in-between

For our words can never write a smile
But yet you know it's there
It has nothing to do with the poet's style
Or even the words they share

The words we write have a silent voice
That the poets call their muse
But interpretation is the readers choice
From the words we didn't use

Emotion is always the in-betweens
Our words are only the signs
To understand what the poet means
You must read between the lines

A silent emotion mixed with ink
A memory that just won't die
An ocean of tears brought to the brink
When you're much too broken to cry

A place where your pain can go to hide
Or a grave to bury the past
A sad goodbye to a love that's died
Or a future that didn't last

A place where your dreams just fade away
For you realize they wasn't real
A voice to those with nothing to say
When you're much too damaged to feel

Regret is spoken without a sound
Where "I love you" is just a waste
Where "I'm sorry" can always be found
"Forgive me" is uttered in haste

Words in this poem are now my life
Our marriage, nothing but a theft
I once was proud to call you my wife
Now these words are all that is left

Today I found an angel's wing
Just lying on the ground
As I held the feathers in my hand
I couldn't utter a sound

I wondered if she had fallen
Or maybe been hit by a plane
I had to go ask my mama
I knew mama could explain

As I ran into the kitchen
I couldn't find her anywhere
She wasn't on the front porch swing
Sometimes I'd find her there

When I stepped into the backyard
I saw mama on the ground
I ran to my neighbors as fast as I could
And told them where mama was found

The neighbors called the ambulance
They said mama had gone to Heaven
Daddy came home as fast as he could
To his sons just six and seven

Daddy tried his best to explain
Why sometimes people die
He said she's in a better place
And that it's okay to cry

Mama took us to church on Sundays
And she was always the first to sing
But I knew Jesus needed my mama that day
To help the angel with the broken wing

She lies in her bed night after night
While crying her satin tears
Her satin pillows, her only comfort
Her husband's been gone for years

He went away to fight in a war
In a far and distant land
He didn't come home like he promised he would
For he died alone in the sand

People would say, "It gets better in time"
But her wounds grow deeper each day
Her scars from a war she didn't even fight
Simply, just won't go away

Those satin pillows retain his smell
But each day his scent grows weak
She holds the pillow close to her heart
As she nestles it with her cheek

She talks to the pillow from time to time
It mostly calms her fears
She cries herself to sleep each night
In a puddle of satin tears

reaching for his hand
as it slips through her fingers
the waves and the sand

I have to write away my far away feeling
And let my ink fulfill my need
Bring back the peace, the loneliness is stealing
And let my pen and paper intercede

Sometimes my mind just drifts away
To a place my heart can't see
Leaving me empty, filled with dismay
My spirit, as broken as can be

The silence screams, demanding attention
'Til my soul is out of reach
Leaving me lost in another dimension
Waiting for my tears to breach

That melancholy song plays in my head
I follow where ever it leads
I try to hang on to one little thread
'Til my heart just simply concedes

I have to write away my far away feeling
The loneliest part of me
The words that I write will start the healing
And maybe I'll one day be free

As light envelopes the eastern sky
And scatters in all directions
Darkness is born within the light
In the form of soulless reflections

The light commands the darkness
To hide upon the ground
And to move among the living
Where ever the light is found

The darkness is taught to follow
Whatever the light decrees
And in soulless reproductions
To mimic what it sees

But the darkness has an enemy
That causes it to wane
The light is always washed away
Each time it starts to rain

But when the light regains its place
And shines across the earth
The darkness once again is born
As shadows are given birth

A momentary lapse of reason
Has brought me back to you
Even though I'll always know
The hurt you've put me through

With blinded eyes I come again
My heart won't let me leave
I can't deny the tears I cry
The evidence, on my sleeve

Doubt has now replaced the hope
That made my world worth while
Dread and fear will reappear
And steal away my smile

Like a puppet on a lonely stage
My strings are in your hands
I have no will to even feel
Just following your commands

Broken dreams your voice commands
My will no more my own
A lonely seed, a useless ****
That you alone have sown

I'm just going through the motions
Tired and feeling used
I tried today to stay away
But again, my heart refused

The Song
A Poem by Whiskurz

When does a poem become a song?
Does the music make it real?
A melody makes us sing along
But the words are from the quill

Without the words the music's blind
It can't see where to go
For the words are how a song's defined
And the music's just for show

Wrapped in notes and chords to tease
It's meant to entertain
But it always takes the words to please
Or the music's played in vain

The words are there to touch the heart
Or the music might be missed
For it only plays a minute part
If the words did not exist

Some has said that poetry's dead
But they couldn't be more wrong
For the poet sees the music's fed
Or there couldn't be a song
© 2013 Whiskurz

If I could write like Edgar Allen Poe
Then everyone would know my name
Or maybe paint like Da Vinci
I would surely know his fame

But I don't have any life changing words
Or paintings to hang on the walls
They'll be no hall of fame for me
Or any other famous halls

If I could tell a captivating story
Like the stories that Mark Twain told
The things I'd write would be on display
And be worth their weight in gold

Or compose like Wolfgang Mozart
My music would be admired for years
A piece of history that will last forever
A legacy that never disappears

But if I were like any one of these here
Then my work would go unheard
And then who would tell my life's story
As my soul gives birth to word

Sometimes hidden behind a smile
We can find our darkest places
The laughter will last for only a while
For it's something the darkness erases

No words exist to even explain
This feeling of total despair
You try your best to hide the pain
And pretend that it's not there

It steals the soul in tiny pieces
Until there's nothing left
And though your joy slowly decreases
Your mind is aware of the theft

That's when life seems closer to death
Than you ever thought it could be
You ponder each and every breath
While hoping it sets you free

We should consider depression a crime
It replaces the joy with lies
It has a way of distorting time
Until the laughter dies


  R.I.P. Robin Williams

The paper turns to crimson
As she writes with all her scars
Her quill becomes the poet's key
That unlocks her prison bars

With her prison doors wide open
She's free from all her pain
A prisoner of her past mistakes
That's left a lasting stain

Broken trust gave birth to grief
As she writes of her abuse
But everytime she tried to leave
He'd have another excuse

She tried her best to cover her bruises
After the beatings would start
But nothing could cover the pain she felt
From the break inside her heart

She found the strength to walk away
And leave the past behind
She writes each night to find her freedom
But it's truly hard to find

Born a garden fairy tale
Stands a simple rose
A story only she can tell
A story no one knows

Her beauty shines for all to see
But she's so much more than that
She longs to set her lover free
But can't see where he's at

The thorns that sit upon her stem
Will keep them far apart
She'll always be a part of him
He'll always have her heart

Deformed and twisted, not quite right
Not fit to look upon
He's buried deep and out of sight
Destined to be alone

This love between a rose and root
Will never be released
A love that he would not pollute
This beauty and the beast

He left His home in paradise
And stepped through the portal of time
He chose to come and pay the price
And die for another's crime

The King of Kings, who never touched sin
Was tempted by satan himself
He told Him look and all that He sees
He could give Him all this wealth

He who made the Heavens and Earth
Had no place to lay His head
He becomes a man through ****** birth
A King without a bed

From a manger to a rugged cross
To set the whole world free
Both Heaven and Earth felt the loss
That day on Calvary

To die for a stranger, a sinners death
Ten thousand angels at His command
"Father forgive them," still on His breath
A journey I'll never understand

Leaving all He knew behind
His throne was empty and bare
Knowing the only thing He'd find
Was a lowly carpenter's chair

I didn't know the moon could cry
But I saw it with my own eyes
It looked like rain the day you died
As tears fell from the skies

Some people said it was only rain
But I knew the moon was sad
It rose each night to stare at you
'Til the jealous stars got mad

These days it doesn't shine as bright
As it did for you back then
Sometimes it won't come out at night
Its sorrow keeps it in

The sun shines a little longer now
To cover for the moon
Some people say it's longer days
But it's because you left too soon

I saw the moon the other night
Just before the rain
But we know it wasn't rain at all
It's tears from all its pain

Every teardrop tells a story
As its running down our cheek
The sound it makes cannot be heard
For its voice is much too weak

Listen to a teardrop fall
But listen with your soul
The silent screams of broken hearts
Is a sound you can't console

Teardrops are a language
That's spoken from the heart
An endless stream of liquid pain
That hurts right from the start

Tears are often misunderstood
As a cleansing of the soul
But they leave scars that go unseen
When the pain begins to flow

Tears are filled with part of us
A part we try to hide
They can come from many places
To show what's hidden inside

Every teardrop tells a story
That most will never hear
For they don't understand the language
That's spoken by a tear

She said, "Daddy leave the light on,
For you know I'm afraid of the dark"
I couldn't tell you how many times
I've heard her make that remark

I'd always wait 'til she fell asleep
Then sneak and turn off the light
Then pull the covers off her head
And kiss my angel goodnight

I've killed at least thousand monsters
Who live beneath her bed
But every night she'd sleep with the light
And cover her tiny head

I woke up early sunday morning
And decided to peak inside
Only to find in the middle of the night
My pride and joy had died

They say she had an embolism
She passed away in her sleep
I dreaded the burial most of all
Some place dark and deep

She said, "Daddy leave the light on,
For you know I'm afraid of the dark"
I couldn't tell you how many times
I've heard her make that remark

Beneath the wings of hope's sweet kiss
I breathe once more to feel
But hidden deep within the scars
Lie shadows that I conceal

I try my best to name my pain
But sorrow doesn't fit
It screams each day for me to hear
Though nameless, it will not quit

I try to rise above the noise
But I cannot heal this sore
An empty heart of deja vu
I've seen this place before

A bitter rose will cover my grave
Its petals not quite right
The angel that I should have seen
Has already taken flight

All my memories fade away
I leave the way I came
There's no one here to remember me
No one knows my name

I've whispered I love you, a million times
And I've given you ten- thousand kisses
I've written my love in five- thousand rhymes
An offering, your heart just dismisses

I've wiped at least a hundred-thousand tears
Whenever your sadness needed my sleeve
I've been by your side for twenty-two years
'Til you decided you wanted to leave

A thousand regrets imprisoned my mind
At least a dozen for each day we shared
I want back the love my heart had enshrined
For you will know that I'm sorry I cared

You've asked me to give it just one more try
I'm tired of counting, I'm saying goodbye

I know that we were meant to be
For a time already past
A blessing God had sent to me
But wasn't meant to last

We walked the winding road of hope
Just destined to get lost
Where love became a slippery *****
On every path we crossed

A love that taught us how to grow
The kind that breaks your heart
But how were we supposed to know
We'd only grow apart?

Buried memories forced to die
They lay beside our dreams
A pain that hurts too much to cry
At least that's how it seems

A lesson learned, we walk away
Like we were never there
It's sad it had to end this way
Goodbye, yesterday's prayer

I've written of heartaches and other sad things
Of broken hearts and the pain that it brings
I've written of death and of those that grieve
Of women abused but too scared to leave

I've written of sorrow and people who cry
Of those who are cheaters and of those who lie
I've written of tears that can fill the sea
Of people that's lost their serenity

I've written of children that's lost their way
Of husbands and wives too jaded to stay
I've written of depression that people feel
Of those giving up for they've lost their will

I've written of love that didn't last
Of people who live their lives in the past
I've written of poets who spill their soul
Of many things that we can't control

I've written of dying and of suicide
Of those who lose, even though they've tried
And though I've written of all this stuff
There's much more to say, I've not written enough

She calls her family together
To tell each one goodbye
From the oldest to the youngest
Her children begin to cry

She's fought this fight for many years
But this cancer is much too strong
Her will to live is fading fast
And she knows it won't be long

Her daughter asks when she'll be back
She's too young to understand
Only four years old, a tear escapes
As she holds her mother's hand

She says, "Mama you have to hurry back,
For I'm going to miss you so"
She climbs into her mother's bed
And begs her not to go

Her mother tells her not to cry
As she wipes her tear stained face
I'll always be inside your heart
You'll carry me every place

I'll be the breeze that kisses your cheek
When sadness comes to call
I'll be the smell in the autumn leaves
That ushers in the fall

I'll be the moon that lights your way
If the nights should seem too long
I'll be the joy your heart will feel
When the sparrows sing their song

I'll be your comfort when times get bad
And in everything you lack
And as her mother passes away
She whispers, "Hurry Back"

I wanted to buy a dozen red roses
But they refused to touch your hand
The chocolates said that, "You're much sweeter"
And, "Your lips would make them bland"

So I tried to find just the right card
But the words just ran away
There was nothing that the cards could do
There was nothing the words could say

I wanted to cook a Valentine's feast
But I fear it's just a waste
Your smile has crippled my need for food
My appetite's been erased

Then I tried to buy a diamond ring
But your beauty stole its shine
For it's never seen a love like ours
One like yours and mine

So I just want to say, "I love you"
And forget the other stuff
So Happy Valentines Day sweet darling
And I hope that that's enough

I want to love you in slow motion
So the world feels our emotion

A love the whole world can see
Frozen in time, just you and me

With a kiss that lasts for days
Witnessed a thousand different ways

Where every second is used
And time itself is confused

'Til eternity gets a new name
Our slow motion love, the blame

I want to love you in slow motion
A frame by frame devotion

I wonder if there's a graveyard
For the love that didn't last
A place to bury our hopes and dreams
A tomb of forgotten past

A place where broken promises lay
After they become a lie
A place to bury relationships
After they give up and die

A place we can bury tomorrows
To put the future in its grave
A place to bury our wasted kisses
And all the trust we gave

A place to bury our commitment
That we gave away in vain
A place to bury our heartaches
That caused us so much pain

A place we can bury betrayal
That we too often denied
A place to bury the broken smiles
And the river of tears we've cried

A place to bury all these things
That I've been speaking of
A place to bury our dead desires
A graveyard of broken love

A prism stains the sands of time
Where rainbows fear to go
While shining light on better days
Forgiveness starts to show

A new beginning starts to rise
To bury past mistakes
As one year passes in the night
A new one always wakes

Looking back while moving on
We see where we have been
We can't undo what we have done
But we're sorry for our sin

One day older but none the wiser
We cross the great unknown
We take the path that fate demands
To see what life has sown

A brand new world of hopes and dreams
Will meet the coming dawn
And one more year will start anew
For another has come and gone

I'm haunted by your memory
A ghost of things long passed
Trapped inside my hollow dreams
A love that didn't last

A spirit that taunts my very being
It will not set me free
Bound by the chains of my regrets
Its echo haunting me

I carry around this broken heart
My reward for misplaced trust
I chose to walk the path of love
But you, the path of lust

The spectre of your lying eyes
Follow where ever I go
Broken promises upon your lips
Piercing my very soul

Still haunted by your memory
No peace for me to find
Tormented by what could have been
This ghost you left behind

Poets will try to hide their pain
Where tears will go unseen
They'll hide the countless demons slain
With words they find serene

Emotion will always find their sleeves
It's part of who they are
A special way the poet grieves
To mend that hidden scar

A poet is lost until they're found
They just can't find their way
A silent scream without a sound
Will chase their pain away

A poet is made of different stuff
They're not like all the rest
Peace, they never seem to have enough
Until their sin's confessed

They're haunted by their need to write
Their ink made to console
For most are prisoners to the night
And they're born with a paper soul

She picks up a photograph
And cleans it with her dress
A smile, stolen from better times
Strewn among the mess

A coffee cup with a broken rim
An earring covered in gold
Tiny pieces of who they were
Memories, she can hold

The dream they called their loving home
Lay scattered upon the ground
Her joy becomes her agony
With every piece that's found

A mirror stands without a crack
Reflecting the morning sun
The twister chose to pass it by
Among the damage done

Her future ripped in tiny pieces
Her husband, now lay dead
A day before her birthday
Her wishes turn to dread

She finds the family bible
Its pages wet and torn
All alone she stumbles on,
In silence, begins to mourn

Another day has come and gone
For this lonely widowed wife
She tries to find her way back home
Through her tiny pieces of life

Sometimes a whisper becomes a shout
Found in the words that we write
The silence is broken, it has to come out
In the colors of black and white

These colors it seems know how we feel
For they somehow give us a voice
Emotion is found on the tip of our quill
Our whispers without a choice

Echoes are found in these colors too
Each time we read the words back
That's when the shout starts tumbling through
Searching for words that we lack

The poet's emotions give ink its power
A slave to the shout that they make
Sometimes it's minutes or maybe an hour
No matter how long it might take

A whisper is silent and hidden inside
A shout will make things feel right
A poet's true colors are tested and tried
As it's written in black and white

They said we were as different
As the night is from the day
They said you were the purebred
And I was just the stray

They said we'd never make it
Though opposites attract
For all that you held dearly
Were all the things I lacked

They said you were a princess
But I could never be a prince
Who'd I think that I was fooling,
Who'd I think that I'd convince?

They said that you were the story
And I was just pretending
I was just the sad song
And you the happy ending

But then they didn't know
That we were Heaven chose
For if the petals have no thorns
There couldn't be a rose

There's a little bit of magic
In everyone that lives
A gift worthwhile is to bring a smile
And all the joy it gives

A heartfelt word of kindness
Can turn away their wrath
It can cause the strong to admit they're wrong
And seek a different path

There's magic in a warm embrace
That calms a fearful soul
When a broken heart is torn apart
A hug can help console

There's magic in a single tear
That can melt a heart of stone
We can't explain this liquid pain
This magic is still unknown

There's magic in a simple prayer
That can reach the throne above
The magic there is what we share
This magic we call love

If I should leave this world below
And I'm no longer by your side
Here's some things you need to know
To remember, though I've died

I am with you during the day
In the sun that warms your face
I'll be the wind that blows your way
And causes your heart to race

I'll be the smile as you walk by
That stranger on the street
I'll be the sparkle in the eye
Of everyone you meet

I'll be the rain when times are bad
And the sleeves that wipe your tears
I'll be the prayer when you are sad
That drives away your fears

I'll be the whisper upon your skin
That causes you to blush
I'll be the courage you carry within
That gives your heart that rush

I'll be the kiss when you're asleep
That warms your silent dreams
I'll be the promise I swore to keep
No matter how hard it seems

I'll be the picture, your mind will hold
When your memory starts to fade
I'll be your blanket in the harshest cold
The warmth your love has made

I'll be the quiet that forms the sound
Whenever you think of me
Whatever you've lost, I'll be your found
That's what I will be

Why dost thou tempt me so?
Doth my protest go unheard?
'Tis thy smile I've come to know
Temptation without a word

Your glances feed my soul
Each day as you walk by
My hunger I can't console
Growing weak as you draw nigh

You feed this fire that burns within
But yet you're out of reach
I watch this blessing turn to sin
A place my heart can't breach

Alas, I turn and look away
Still knowing you are there
I cannot bare to look your way
A moment we can't share

I feel your stare as you walk by
I hide my adoration
But when you're gone I softly sigh
Consumed by my temptation

Just in case you say goodbye
Remember how we met
I know that soon you'll have to go
But I'm not ready yet

Cancer doesn't care who we are
Or anything we've done
It doesn't care about the tears we cry
Or that you're my only one

Just in case it hurts a lot
I will hold your hand
Don't be sad if you see me cry
I hope you understand

It doesn't take any volunteers
Or I would take your place
But still I pray that God takes me
And spares you just in case

One heart is forever scarred
The other, oblivious to the pain
One heart feels a terrible loss
The other, no loss or gain

One heart feels hopeless regret
The other, no regret can be found
One heart cries out with blame
The other, not even a sound

One heart keeps looking for fault
The other, no reason or rhyme
One heart hangs on to the past
The other, no concept of time

One heart keeps looking for answers
The other, not wondering why
One heart looks for a second chance
The other has said goodbye

Today she lives on memories
Morsels of her past
Betrayed by time and left to die
Death's shadow has been cast

The wrinkles on her lonely face
Tell stories of joys and pains
A map of sorts, of who she was
Is all that now remains

She has no need for future things
No need to understand
Living now because she must
Beyond the things she'd planned

No one to tell her stories to
They start to fade away
She sadly waits her time to die
While living in yesterday

Trapped between this life and death
Her tears begin to speak
Another memory she won't share
Starts running down her cheek

She's now become invisible
It's like she doesn't exist
But when she's gone, it won't be long
Until she's truly missed

She had so much to offer us
Wisdom that we refused
Silently slipping through the cracks
A treasure that we abused

She paid the dues that life demands
Then quietly disappears
Left alone, she fades away
The wrinkles and the tears

Somewhere beyond the dying embers light
A spark of hope will rescue me
Though the flames are now long since gone
The smoke still sets me free

An eternal flame now forever silenced
But a breeze of redemption blows my way
The darkness steals your name from my lips
But you memory still beckons me stay

The fire still burns within my soul
My breath filled with the ashes of rejection
The love I feel envelopes me whole
'Til the heat has scorched my reflection

Consumed by the flame that warmed my heart
As I burn but will not die
The smoke of regret fills the empty night
As it settles through this hollow sky

A spark of hope is all that I seek
To raise these embers once more
A gentle whisper will ignite the flames
'Til again this fire shall soar

You asked me to tell you the truth
About what I felt inside
This cancer that I've been hiding
Was growing too big to hide

The words that I've been looking for
Were found among my tears
But I've quickly wiped them all away
And hidden them for years

You've sealed my lips with a thousand kisses
Kisses I didn't deserve
I wanted to tell you a million times
But I couldn't find the nerve

So today I finally told you
"I don't love you anymore"
That's when I felt your heart break
It ripped my very core

The cancer suddenly disappeared
And now it sits benign
But still I die a little each day
For you're no longer mine

The trees write poems of the beautiful green leaves
The leaves tell the story of the early spring breeze
The sun tells the story of the flowers that grow
The flowers write a poem about the sun's mighty glow

The stream tells a tale of the rocks and the fish
While a lone standing well harbors a wish
The willow writes of shadows that dance in the day
'Til the moon starts to rise and they all run away

The birds and the bees will write of their flight
The wind writes the breeze that makes them so light
The frogs sing a song as the moon starts to rise
The fireflies will dance as they light up the skies

The whippoorwill cries as the stars start to shine
The smell fills the air with some cedar and pine
We copy what we see as the earth starts to show it
Maybe we hold the quill but God is the poet

A poem is a song that our souls need to sing
Written to the music our emotions bring
The melancholy tune that our spirit dreads
Cause the words to sing that's inside our heads

Through the poet's quill a poem finds its voice
His paper made a stage for it doesn't have a choice
The poet, just an instrument for the songs to play
His muse writes the words, telling the poet what to say

The poet finds the rhythm through the beat of his heart
While doing his best to perfect his art
The letters all audition while the music is made
Praying to be the star when the song is played

As the melancholy tune starts to slowly die
The poet knows the ending is now drawing nigh
He lays down his quill that he's held so long
The poet's finally finished with his poet's song

They sometimes call it talent
But we know that's not true
For talent is something worked for
Earned by only a few

They call it inspiration
Others say a muse
A silent partner that we can't see
Feeding us words to use

They say it's about emotion
We write the way we feel
Hoping to find a little peace
From what our souls conceal

They say it's all the pretty words
Stacked in a perfect place
They say it's found inside of us
A feeling we must embrace

But it's more than all the words we write
That gives our souls that lift
The poem becomes who we are
For a poem is a gift

Your love is like a foggy mist
That fades into the night
Or maybe the darkness that runs away
When it sees the morning light

It's somewhere in the middle
Hidden, between good and bad
I just couldn't tell the difference
For it was all I ever had

You didn't know commitment
It was a word you never used
When I asked for reassurance
You just silently refused

When I told you that I love you
You could only say, "Me too"
When I told you of my problems
You'd say, "Whatever you wanna do"

I've finally learned my lesson
Though this decision I've made is tough
If this is truly what you call love
It's just simply not enough

With sweaty palms I take her hand
As I come to rest on one knee
The words were hung in the back of my throat
Trying their best to get free

My heart was shouting just do it
I could hear it with every beat
What would she say I will or I won't
Heavenly bliss or defeat?

Each time I tried to utter those words
My voice would quiver and shake
How many times have I practiced this
And how many times will it take

Only a whisper with one breath of air
Was all I was able to free
I just couldn't wait for her ears to accept
Those words, "Will you marry me?"

The seconds would seem like hours
Time would simply stand still
With two little words filled with tears
She uttered the sound, "I will"

You've said the words I refuse to hear
I beg you take them back
You want me to say goodbye I fear
The words I somehow lack

You said I knew this day would come
But I must disagree
I know this happens sometimes to some
But not to you and me

You said you no longer feel the same
But my love keeps growing stonger
You say it's you, I'm not the blame
Please try a little longer

What must I do to change your mind?
You say it's set in stone
A love like this is hard to find
You say you must move on

You walk away and say goodbye
There's one thing you should know
It doesn't matter how hard I try
My heart can't let you go

Bent and broken, she stumbles along
Looking for a place to sleep
Tired and lonely, her family now gone
She has no tears left to weep

Eighty years old, she's seen it all
A woman who fell through the cracks
She keeps marching on refusing to fall
Not caring for the things that she lacks

Another victim of circumstance
She keeps looking for something to eat
She looks through trash to find her next meal
A task she's cursed to repeat

Fifteen years it's been this way
She no longer knows the meaning of shame
Once she owned a home and her dreams
But now she has the recession to blame

She keeps moving on from place to place
Doing what she can to get by
Her home is now a cardboard box
The place where she'll probably die

She sits all alone with all that she owns
Underneath a broken street light
She lays herself down in her cardboard home
And passes away in the night

The sound of broken promises
Haunt my very soul
The chains of regret keep mocking me
By a spirit I can't console

Compassion cries out in silent screams
And doubt now feeds my fears
I'm drowning in this liquid pain
Made from a million tears

Silence filled with empty smiles
Second chances long since dead
Reprobate understanding
Filled with lonesome dread

Mistakes are now my only dream
They haunt me to my core
All my memories repossessed
I can't feel you anymore

This haunted love forever lingers
A stain my heart must wear
Everywhere my heart will look
Your spirit is waiting there

She would see it in the window
Each morning as she'd pass
The sun would make it come to life
This doll that was made of glass

Her eyes as blue as the deep blue sea
She was truly a vision of grace
Her mother marveled at her magnificent smile
Each time that they passed that place

This princess made of crystal
So fragile, yet so strong
Could somehow take her pain away
That she'd suffered for so long

Stricken with cancer at five years old
The chemo would come too late
There was nothing else anyone could do
To change this little girl's fate

They bought that crystal princess
And placed it by her bed
But two weeks later as the sun came up
They found the little girl dead

They put that doll made of glass
On the tombstone where she lies
And in the spring each time it rains
The crystal princess cries