Slipped Away
I cried a thousand tears
over and
over.
He caused this pain.
He caused this hurt.
He ripped me apart.
My mourning heart begging
"stop the pain."
You'd think that I
would have learned my lesson by
now.
But I always run back
for more.
I can't let go
when he keeps holding on.
He begs me not to leave.
He begs me to stay.
To hold him close.
To tell him everything's
okay.
"I'm sorry," over
and over.
"Girl, I need you. You're all
I got.
All I have left. The only one
who cares.
Please stay!
Please!"
Crying
over and over.
I hold him.
Whispering softly.
"Honey, it's okay. Sleep.
Just sleep."
His tears soaking my
shirt and
tearing my heart.
His eyes, slowly close.
His fingers loosen
from mine,
as he falls into
his dreams.
And I slip away.
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