another empty cried out smile.

12-20-08

  I've got nothing to show you anymore except
another empty cried out smile that seems to
be out of place everytime we say, "Hi."

  and if hurt is all I know then
I don't want to keep on feeling this way
beyond the same old tear drops that
never quit kissing me goodnight.

  so I wait here; I wait here for
the clouds to break away just so my
wishes can make it up to Heaven without
anymore complications of a broken heart
wishing that it didn't have to
feel useless any longer.

  but the Moon never took my hand tonight
as I prayed that, "It would set me free
from all of my misery of me having to be me
tomarrow when I wake up again."

  and now I know that another empty cried
out smile has broken through my flesh once again;
and it waits for me at the side of my bed
to try to capture the rest of my Soul to take it
back to where it truely belongs.