The Creek To Think

There I was all alone, wishing you call me on the phone.

After a while I, went to the creek and I started to think.

Why are we falling apart, just two kids on a lonely path.

I wasn't laughing nor was I crying but the tears were falling from my eyes as my inner delve started to cry, crying tears of sorrow and pain it was a pain I could not gain as it was tearing me apart, but I could see this feeling was right I felt it deep down in my heart, this was no game nor any joke, I felt as if I was starting to choke, I couldn't deny it anymore, I opened my eyes and found the door, it needed to end and to top off that, on that very day I started again.

I finally went home as if was a kid, alone again, I think I will live!