Stolen Forgiveness Poem by Ella Rose

Thoughts how they fade, from white to gray,
And the memories we made, turned to dust just today.
Ashes we smoked, and the dreams we dreamt,
All died in your arms, and I wept, and wept...


Please forgive me, believe me when I say I am sorry,
I feel sad for you, but not as sad as I feel for me.
Self pity is a disease, but it puts me at ease,
And I just wish these flea's, would get off my bleeding back,
If I could paint you a river, I'd swim to your shore,
Mend all I tore, for now it's you that I lack....