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 © | Year Posted 2011

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Alexander Avatar
September 24, 2015 at 7:27 AM
I like it
Smith Avatar
January 19, 2012 at 4:35 PM
Very vivid insight of a manics mind.
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