"All the world's a stage, and all the men and women merely players: they have their exits and their entrances; and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages." -William Shakespeare
Your curain has finnaly closed.
Your exit is drawn out.
I stand here watching.
Weeping silently.
You exited far too early.
It wasn't your time.
I would say that at the least.
Now I'm here all alone,
sitting on the empty stage.
Crying.
Always crying.
I lost you and you'll never come back.
Who'll always be there for me now?
I had nothing else..
You were my only hope.
You were always there to guide me.
I wanted to be just like you.
I won't accept that you're dead.
There has to be something..
You can't be gone.
I stood there so helplessly.
Watching through the thick glass.
It's just not fair.
Why'd they have to take you away?
I would've let them kill me if it would've made you live longer.
You had such a big heart.
Such kind words.
And you always had a smile on your face.
I feel as if everything I knew is crashing down before me.
The walls are closing in.
I keep losing my breathe.
The curtains are closing.
I have to accept it.
You're gone and you're never coming back.
Why'd you do this to me?
Your curain has finnaly closed.
Your exit is drawn out.
I stand here watching.
Weeping silently.
You exited far too early.
It wasn't your time.
I would say that at the least.
Now I'm here all alone,
sitting on the empty stage.
Crying.
Always crying.
I lost you and you'll never come back.
Who'll always be there for me now?
I had nothing else..
You were my only hope.
You were always there to guide me.
I wanted to be just like you.
I won't accept that you're dead.
There has to be something..
You can't be gone.
I stood there so helplessly.
Watching through the thick glass.
It's just not fair.
Why'd they have to take you away?
I would've let them kill me if it would've made you live longer.
You had such a big heart.
Such kind words.
And you always had a smile on your face.
I feel as if everything I knew is crashing down before me.
The walls are closing in.
I keep losing my breathe.
The curtains are closing.
I have to accept it.
You're gone and you're never coming back.
Why'd you do this to me?
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