How can one word hurt so bad,
It brings pain and makes you mad,
Tears fall like rain,
Exposes all your shame,
The goodbye is temporary nevery to stay,
Only permanent when they ride away,
he wings glisten and shimmer,
In the crisp air of winter,
Five months until spring,
He'll ride back to you again,
You rush to meet him but he rides on past,
It appears the love of her for you didn't last,
You drop to your knees and realize a part of you just died,
After all these years and pain it seems he lied,
Splashed with blood and painted black,
He rides away never looking back,
Cut and batterd bruised and shatterd,
The mind is lost permanent emptiness,
Goodbye is never permanent so they say,
But who are they to say what is permanent,
Wicked Man that rules the night,
Steals our heats from our sights,
Who is he to say what is love and what is hate.
I don't need him and will no longer wait.....
@ 1996 Sherrita Angel Longstreath
@ 1996 Sherrita Angel Longstreath