Have i let go and im falling or have i held on and iv died?
A momentary glimps of reason, a lifetime in denile?
Softly spoken screams of fear in a warmth that feels so cold,
begining from an end i fail, my heart my love my soul.
The broken ireplaceables in the void never sustains,
beautifully written love letters, just to fade away.
Angels without wings and stars that gather up our dreams,
like beauty shone through prisms
your light dances upon me.
I will always love you
Aiden Howarth
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/like-beauty-shone-through-prisms/
