Cold aching solitude trapped on the floor.
Alone with a heartbeat, wanting so much more.
In the night the shadows reflect in a teary eye
As the ominous walls ignore every cry.
Need to stop these tears that continually pour
Keep seeing the cold blue tears hitting the floor.

No ache more than inside an undiscovered heart,
The questions are what really tear it apart.
Somewhere another forlorn set of blue eyes wait
Until they are finally brought together by fate.
Then maybe they will stare without tears
Into each others eyes for many happy years.

07/22/2002

Posted on 07/22/2002
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