Alone I stare out my window pane
starring at the falling rain
It dribbles down the glass so smooth
fitting into every groove.
A trickle down my cheek for came
showing all my growing pain
my insides reach for something more
but its not you I am reaching for
The sky is sad its crying to
but you cant hold me like you do
Iwalk out side to lose my pain
and I cry softly in the rain
I hold a gun up to my head
soon I will be gone and dead
to be with you in heavens wake
my knees they tremble bend and shake
the trigger loose its all to risky.
With my trigger finger frisky
The shot is sounded vision blurred
Now my sadness can be cured
As I fall I feel no pain
And there I die in silent rain
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