The End

The angels in my night have stilled their dance, with the thought of you and her, I lay on my lance the eventide has lost its sparkle and shine, I sit in the darkness and my soul does pine the flowers are things just growing in the ground, their beauty is lost it’s become quite profound losing touch with the world I sit on a highway of hell, and death for me now would not be a hard sell this distance is growing I am fading away, I have to end this now before I finish this day I deleted your number off my phone, I erased your face now I am alone forgetting caresses while you held me near, negating the kisses when you called me dear now I wish you happiness and a life full of blessings, but right now my heart is stretched and its stressing I can’t be your friend until this hole is filled, and I don’t think the Doc' has a magical pill wait for the moon to spill with a light, telling you I've returned to spectacular heights I will hold our memory in a secret book, and every now and then I shall sneak a look...