My mommy wont hold me tight..she wont tell me its alright
She said the darkness will fade
The light will shine in, but how long will I wait for my prince to arive?
I cry for him,
I live for him,
Yet I don't even know his kind gental face.
Will he come? does he love me?
Is mommy right?
The day she let go of me and told me to search,
Is the day I was told that my prince had faded
nothing more then a mere memorie, pressed into my dreams.
A love I shall never know, a Kiss I shall never feel an embrace never to be given.
His love is gone, no longer shall I live.
If I can't love him, then who shall it be?
The picture I had,
Of his two beauful children, born of me are nothing more then a dream
to exsit for none.
A gental whisper from the wind told me to jump.
His voice in the trees told me to stay.
I glanced at the gound below me,
And leeped into the deep blue sky,
Falling gracefuly to the death that I desired.
My mommys arms around my body,
Pulling me closer as if to say she was sorry for ever letting go.
Her warm tears running down my face,
A voice in the disance calling to me told me that I as not yet dead.
my paper eyes flutterd and a slighlt breeze arose as he carressed my cheek
Ever so gentaly.
His beautiful blue eyes staring back into mine.
A gental Kiss was placed on my lips,
as he swooped me up and carried me home.
My prince was not dead!!
My prince was alive,
My prince did love me so.
He heald me tight, My head on his chest.
The slow beating of his heart ever so slight.
The the light went out, his face disapread
betrayed by my love,
killed by my faith
She said the darkness will fade
The light will shine in, but how long will I wait for my prince to arive?
I cry for him,
I live for him,
Yet I don't even know his kind gental face.
Will he come? does he love me?
Is mommy right?
The day she let go of me and told me to search,
Is the day I was told that my prince had faded
nothing more then a mere memorie, pressed into my dreams.
A love I shall never know, a Kiss I shall never feel an embrace never to be given.
His love is gone, no longer shall I live.
If I can't love him, then who shall it be?
The picture I had,
Of his two beauful children, born of me are nothing more then a dream
to exsit for none.
A gental whisper from the wind told me to jump.
His voice in the trees told me to stay.
I glanced at the gound below me,
And leeped into the deep blue sky,
Falling gracefuly to the death that I desired.
My mommys arms around my body,
Pulling me closer as if to say she was sorry for ever letting go.
Her warm tears running down my face,
A voice in the disance calling to me told me that I as not yet dead.
my paper eyes flutterd and a slighlt breeze arose as he carressed my cheek
Ever so gentaly.
His beautiful blue eyes staring back into mine.
A gental Kiss was placed on my lips,
as he swooped me up and carried me home.
My prince was not dead!!
My prince was alive,
My prince did love me so.
He heald me tight, My head on his chest.
The slow beating of his heart ever so slight.
The the light went out, his face disapread
betrayed by my love,
killed by my faith
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