Kelley Collins

(04/ 19/1968 / Dallas)

Words Unsaid


I no longer feel the urge to live,
for, I have given all there was to give
My heart has shattered like a fragile vase;
yet, I still yearn to see your smiling face.
My soul hurts deep within as I sit and cry,
I do not live for I just want to die
We're meant for each other, I feel it so deep,
All I feel is you as I sleep.
I wear a smile that others see through,
I hurt so bad all I want is you

You have been my life for many years,
My eyes burn dry from all my shed tears
I tried suicide by wrecking my truck;
yet, dying just was not my luck!
We never said what we wanted to say;
but, I will take the time tonight as I pray
I have always loved you with all my heart;
perhaps, soon our spirits soar never to part
God heard all our words, unsaid tonight,
Lord forgive for we both lay at rest!

Submitted: Wednesday, July 09, 2014

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