 | Submitted by Nick Campione
E-mail: psychocowboy4203@aol.com
A voice in the dark, a memory of long ago
A place so bright that I no longer know
I can still see your face, though with time that shall fade
But that will be after I am gone, taking the memories we have madeI was happy once, I can almost taste it still
But it was all ripped away from me against my mortal will
Was this a test, because if it was I wasn't prepared
Half the answers are blanks, the others all smeared
I take another sip of this meaningless drink to forget
I slip away into darkness like the sun at sunset
Why do I try, why do I push on?
Will you ever come back, will I ever see the dawn?
I may not know much, but I know this to be true
I love you with all my heart, and it's all that I can do
So here is my message in a bottle, let it find you well
And send you to rescue me from my self inflicted hell
I love you Erika. |  |
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