Theres a fire
softly burning
away the tears

that fill your mind

This remembering
rebounds
then strips you bare

and makes you colder

And you sit
and you wait
and wonder
then ask why
is life
so hard

as we get older

But lifes
too short
to die for...
as you waste
the hours you cry

So get up
or life
will slip
away forever

through her fingers

05/24/2007