Holed up in this dark hole for a moment my heart-beat stops my soul goes acappella before i grab a pen i shed tattoed tears for my two bros,granny and family wishing we could go back in time before there was time before clocks could keep time before time could keep clocks ticking before the devil nor evil just God and angels before death subscribed to life before ashes to ashes,dust to dust escaped Adam and Eves lips that marked the first death 12/12/2012/...the sky donned the black gown and silently shed gentle tears In loving memory death is an invisible sidekick wish i was a psychic I would have warned her..told her not to drive that night If time really tells i guess it must have been too shaken to break the sad news to us that it was her time to go though she died in a car accident still i dont believe in dying accidentally In loving memory when she died they told me the sun sets for stars to shine but stars never live to see the morning sun im trying to close this chapter in my life but blowing winds keep re-opening these pages i made it through the tunnel but found that the sun is still clouded crying but no tear dropping the world so cold my tears are frozen behind my eyelids when days are dark,friends are few question is what do you do when you find yourself without even the few to call friends see our actions are an imaginery pen writing our obituaries in her memo-ry i corrected my mistakes heart learns to treasure the pain death approaching faster than we chasing our dreams suicidal thoughts can be a true friend to a troubled mind so i try to baby-sit my brain-child death deceived us it came dressed in sleeps clothes In loving memory I was told that we were saved by the blood of Jesus by her hospital bed i quickly held her hand and called on to Jesus she needed blood transfusion only to find that his blood group didnt match hers though her mouth was open words still failed to come out i saw lonely tears leaking from her shut eyes In loving memory images of her lifeless body stretched in coffin tattoed in eyes my heart is an unwritten diary gory and glory all kept series of sad memories immortalised by mind tell the preacher that it takes more than death to see your lost loved ones faith,beliefs and actions govern our destiny In loving memory Dear mama excuse the spelling mistakes i wrote this staring through blury eyes tears flooding my eyes i bought a cake on your birthday to celebrate with you blew out the candles after singing happy birthday mom We miss you as you mother those motherless kids in Heaven remember that you left three wonderful sons down here grannys tears cant water the seeds family tree cant breed among this weed In lovin memory
Posted on: Thu, 17 Jul 2014 09:25:58 +0000
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