You're gone;
There's no point in pretending.
It only moves me backwards,
Or to tears.
...
Did you forget heaven?
Or did heaven forget you?
You think you look in eyes of blue,
...
I can still see your face,
But I know that it's not there.
I pray that you'll come home,
Returning from nowhere.
...
She carries penciled-in wings,
And beautiful things,
That her world refused to see.
She has trials unheard,
...
Those who don't deserve; smile,
With disease in their laughter,
And fear in their eyes.
I'm dying younger everyday,
...
She stood,
But a nightmare apart.
The blade that she'd loved,
Pierced through her heart.
...
Alice in Chains addict, poetry lover, amateur artist, drummer. Stereotypical teenager? Pretty much.)
Layne
You're gone;
There's no point in pretending.
It only moves me backwards,
Or to tears.
A voice was silenced,
That never deserved to weaken.
If you thought we didn't love you,
You didn't know me.
And now you never will.