i write poems of death,
greiving, life, and pain
people who couldn't hold on
those who were not sane
of tempers, of hearts
oh what else to say
death is not the answer
the is another way
look forward in your heart
past emptiness you feel
to find that life is greater
that what can seem so real
why does pain seem worthy
love and trust not near
but if you listen closesly
that's angel wings you hear
open up your eyes
see people with nothing more
they smile, they laugh
oh what do they laugh for
their lives are bitter pennyless
no home, no shelter from rain
oh why do they smile and laugh
when they should feel the pain
its love that graces their arms
hope that mends their heart
for tomorrow is another day
another chance to start
so look forward to tomorrow
for life can be much worse
lay rest you blade tonight
no longer dwell on your curse
look forward to tomorrow
look forward to the next
tonight as you lie down your head
think once more of this text
and know there others out there
that feel the pain you do
but they look forward with hopeful eyes
perhaps you should try too