He Did It All
Tears stream down my face
as I look above at the glistening sky
and wonder why.
Why did everything end?
He did it all.
Always caught me at my fall
Always cared to mend.
It never bothered,
the way he did.
Soon he realized wasn't worth life
when i saw him with that old bloody knife.
As i lie here, dreaming of something more
He is out there, creeping out a never-ending door.
Copyright © Ileana Anaeli | Year Posted 2009
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