Gone

A face I use to know grows and grows by the shadowy doors,

No hope for praying that's gone too just like the face that no one knew.

Its too late to change the past , forgive and forget as god may ask.

But no, he wont forget or forgive.

You broke his heart and his dreams but not to forget you broke me.

He hurts inside but does not show it but deep down in you've gotta know it.

His hair covers his deep brown eyes,

Wrists of love and peace and a arm of a skeleton key.

Facial piercings may throw you but stay with him he needs it you know it.

And for a rare moment when he shows it you feel your heart growing and growing.

His laugh last through the winter air and brings it back to you and me,

But soon he reveals his dirty secrets as demons of emotions surrounds him and keep him

Nights of worry and shattering thoughts keep a bottle of whisky right within thought.

Bathroom of pills especially oxy keeps the shadowy boy nice and sleepy

As he falls and falls going no where.

Same routine day after day and sometimes weed for the days in between.

Drowning him for days at a time ,

Eventually his time comes on by

And that that she is left with is a box full of dreams

Nothing worthless to him or me .