To each their own,
Understandings.
To the ones left alone,
Memories.
For every child who ever loved,
Regret.
To the memories and lives,
We can never get back.
To a lost love,
Forgiveness?
I weep a whispered song,
"The nights that pass the time,
And beauty rests in starless skies,
Forgiving, forgetting,
Never moving forward,
Passing time breathing slowly.
Lovely little lies we scream,
Lovely little cries will stream."
The pessimistic view on all my optimism,
Stops amusing me.
Eyes rolling to the back of my head,
Everything I said just came out wrong.
Can't kill the pain,
Sick of the medication,
Desire fades,
Will power along side it.
Sweet dreams and goodnight.
Tonight I'll sit, cry and bleed.
Singing my sorrows in a lullaby,
Hoping never again to speak.
