on the bank
of sorrow
I look at
the raining sky
that is my weakness
I wish that
I could see
I could hear
I could tough
him one last time
I walk along
the river banks
of his happyness
that is now sorrow
I wish he could be here
with me
again
I don't want to be alone
I watch the sun
go down
waiting for the dark to
wash over me
with sorrow
