ZeroMiami

With each and every waking day I find you do not care With each and every word I say I realize how unfair Life with all its curves and doors Has many ups and downs For it is not a line of sorts But rather twists and rounds But each and every turn you take Could be your very last Even though for your own sake You pray that it holds fast With each and every waking day I want to dream the truth Even though when I awake I recognize fang and tooth I miss you with a burning hope But you're already gone Over the ever distant slope against the rising dawn I will never know what caused it Nor why you ceased to care About all the