Manic Depression
In a subtle way
She sighed
Even how he waited
Why won’t the sky fall tonight?
Why are these memories mine?
I could take him in my arms
tonight
And I could take this PAIN
And what if it never rains…
Can I kiss these clouds
goodbye?
Underneath his spell
And safe in between his smile
It was the subtle way he sighed
And so desperately he waited
Without him in my arms tonight
All I can feel is PAIN
And these clouds never fade
Why are these memories mine?
WHY ARE THESE MEMORIES
MINE?
Copyright © Cristyna Small | Year Posted 2011
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