Friday, May 25, 2012

A Better Man

It's been too much
Of heaven, to hold
Its precious love, now
turning cold

There's an urge to turn
This chill into warmth
To say something nice
To make it feel better

But there's nothing left to say
As it's all been said and done
There's nothing left to give
As I've given all and held back none

Holding on to something 
Gifted so hastily
Is difficult to let go
And be crushed inside every day

Though with time
I couldn't take any more
But I also know that with time 
I'll be fine, I'll be better..