As They Rest Their Heads
AS they Rest their heads
by: Tammy Mae Hall
As they lay, with their heads resting upon
their pillows soft as couds...
They feel no pain...
they do not know of the rocky road that lies ahead
its many jagged stones, tearing away at our hearts
in the end, we will be reduced
nothing but, a whirlwind of emotions
an eternity of tears and agony
we will cry for decades until there
are no tears left to cry
we will scream forever, but no
sound will ever come out
for, we are hollow, our happiness
drained away and memories flooding into its place
they torture us, as we long
for them to continue, as we beg to see
the face they portray...
as we plead to hear the voice
that they contain
but, we will never see, we will never hear...
we are left to ponder, we are left to dwell
upon the tortured moment
let them dream on
let them feel the warmth their happiness brings
as i worry, as i
drown myself in pessimistic predictions
that leave me in peices
let me carry the burden
as they drift away
let them sleep as i mourn
and silently cry
do not let them feel pain
as they rest their heads upon their
pillows soft as clouds.
Keny and Chasey Hall