My eyes opened,
and my heart closed.
My tears flow,
While my body slows.
My touch is firm,
While my body dies.
As I lay here all alone,
no one really cares.
I ache for a love,
that I could never truely have.
You walk on by,
never to be at my side.
My heart has faded,
never to be seen,
never to be opened,
and never to be touched.
Copyright ©2008 Angela Nonexistant Evens
