ROSE
10-07-2011, 05:33 PM
Falling soft as gentle rain,
Crystal drops of endless pain.
Though not uncommon they may seem,
They represent lost hopes and dreams.
They tell a story from the start,
Fragile pieces of my heart.
Torn from it everytime I cried,
Because another dream had died.
A silent river on my face,
Each time one falls it is replaced.
You cannot hear their silent plea,
That sadness is what sets them free.
Until my eyes are closed in sleep,
And I have prayed on my soul to keep.
If you look close enough you'll see,
The truth is.. That these tears are me.
Crystal drops of endless pain.
Though not uncommon they may seem,
They represent lost hopes and dreams.
They tell a story from the start,
Fragile pieces of my heart.
Torn from it everytime I cried,
Because another dream had died.
A silent river on my face,
Each time one falls it is replaced.
You cannot hear their silent plea,
That sadness is what sets them free.
Until my eyes are closed in sleep,
And I have prayed on my soul to keep.
If you look close enough you'll see,
The truth is.. That these tears are me.