Feelings so empty,
They disappear into thin air.
he isn't focusing on that,
So, he doesn't even care.
A tear is fallen,
From the baby’s black eyes...
As he falls and loses himself,
This boy begins to cry.
A shallow, weak forgotten,
Who wishes to be dead...
And as he tells these words to lord,
he means every word he says.
"Dear Lord, I beg of you,
Please let me fly on ,free
I don't care about the many things,
I can fix and see.
Let me fly free today,
And stay near you...
Tell my mom that it'll be ok..
That the angels have come,
To take me on my way.
And that I will dearly,
Be watched everyday.
Please, Dear lord let me leave today
"A feeling of sadness and longing,
That is not akin to pain,
And resembles sorrow only
As the mist resembles the rain" -
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, The Day is Done
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