there are people who don’t deserve what they get
and those who never get enough.
these questions are endless,
cut what you get
knife to plate
you still feel the hunger
lest we forget
all the rest.
our lives are granted,
don’t count the days without
since our last conversation
and the smile on your face
and the laugh that drove me crazy.
all the complaints
fell in the mix
six
Into a no longer will matter.
I pray times let’s me forget.
Who would have known?
looking back now,
Wish we’d learned this lesson long ago,
Still somehow,
Love felt like a message from the soul.
begging me to follow.
On now without you...in a physical sense
I feel you all around me.
Michael...
In the dark of night
Those small hours...x
and those who never get enough.
these questions are endless,
cut what you get
knife to plate
you still feel the hunger
lest we forget
all the rest.
our lives are granted,
don’t count the days without
since our last conversation
and the smile on your face
and the laugh that drove me crazy.
all the complaints
fell in the mix
six
Into a no longer will matter.
I pray times let’s me forget.
Who would have known?
looking back now,
Wish we’d learned this lesson long ago,
Still somehow,
Love felt like a message from the soul.
begging me to follow.
On now without you...in a physical sense
I feel you all around me.
Michael...
In the dark of night
Those small hours...x