I would like to dedicate this to a person that understands ..Mel thank you

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I here a whisper as loud as rain
cutting splinters into my vein
there is a past I will not see
It has become far beyond you and me

Intertwining  again and again
This suffering is deserving ,yet not the same
I long for the comfort ,the regret
being a person you wouldnt forget

and yet I am forgotten in the sand
Awaiting the arrival of your hand
Yet this time I know not to hope and dream
because I have walked before on theses seems

the voices fragment into my heart of sorrow
knowing that there might not be a tomorrow
and yet I put my self through the trials of the day
just to gain a drop of happiness in any way

the blood dries as my wounds ceil
Some how I never believed it was real
over and over I am tormenting the light
knowing very well I have long lost the fight

You asked me to stand tall and reach out
but its my physical that I begin to doubt
I am crying no tears to fall on your shoulder
but rather on to you heart , Is this Love over