Eric.....To himself
I miss her like the sunny days,
I miss her like the fallen rain.
I miss the way she made me laugh,
on those days, that made me sad.
Somewhere along the way she disappeared,
far away, leaving me in drowning hot tears.
Now alone, I don't feel aware, or strong,
like I can't be alone, in my thoughts.
Marisol to Herself....
No more space, that has all been taken away,
no more playing, dreaming, of tomorrows new days.
Just locked within this time, this sorrowful space,
that has become, my endless woeful darkened place.
by MacsLovlyAngl