Long, forgotten child,

I must bid you a do.

For the years have passed,

And I am no longer like you.


Brown haired angel.

Blue eyed darling.

Your light was bright,

It left me marvelling.


You wasted your light,

On the desperate and meek.

You were strong,

But left the game weak.


Child of love, I'm sorry for your life.

I'm sorry for your troubles, I cry for your pain.

But lonely child, I must bid you a do.

Though, many days have passed.

I am still like you.


Comments & Reviews

Login or Facebook Sign in with Twitter
library_icon_grey.png Add share_icon_grey.png Share

Who's Reading