Empty Words…
Empty words, as cold as ice,
Empty words, they’re never nice
Empty words of pain and grief,
Empty words, we don’t like to speak
Empty words we’ve never said,
Things we weren’t suppose to forget
Empty words, they made you mad
Now they just keep going threw my head.
Empty words of miss and sorrow,
Empty words we kept put off for tomorrow
Empty words, who make me upset
In my heart they only bring pain and regret
Sometimes I wish you were still near,
Even in my dreams, there are times that you appear
Speaking those words, whisper it in my ear
Empty words, who confirm my greatest fear
Those empty words forever stayed unsaid,
Empty words like you are dead…
Dit gedichtje heb ik zopas geschreven voor mijn overleden bomma... al is ze ondertussen al twee jaar dood, ik denk niet dat ik het al helemaal verwerkt heb... In elk geval, hopelijk vinden jullie het mooi!
Groetjes