This is not what i meant for you
Not what i dreamt about as i lay alone at night
I did not foresee any of this anger between you and me
Yet i find myself alone again with nothing but these sad words
There is nothing left inside of me nothing left to give
there is no emotion left for me to show
no anger nor sadness nor singing songs of rage
just me alone with broken words which are falling on a page
it is over they tell me
it was all just a great dream a dream
my body lies broken my mind has gone weak
i am can't even come up with strong words to speak
My voice has run flat
the tears still rolling down my eyes
My pen is showing the true pain in my eyes
i don't know my thinking i don't know my dreams
So let the bloody ink fall down
and cover my page and write out my bloody rage
i bid farewell to good times past
and a dream gone by which just didn't last.
Fraternally submitted through Tears and and Pain
Samuel L. Rubinstein
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