Appreciation

What was the token of appreciation,  the long lasting smile,  or the tears at the end.  Was it nature of the illness,  that took you my friend.  To understand the darkness,  we are without the light, giving up means there's no room for survival and you lost your fight. Love is a four letter word that hurts like hell, to climb the walls of a fucking cell, to love you wasn't madness,  there was more to the pain, if I could do it all over, I'd love you again.  Leaving nothing but carnage the debris of what will never be, sometimes I wonder though,  if the sadness was me.