Tempest

December 31, 2008
By Kirsty Kissell, Cedar Springs, MI

Every night I say a prayer
And wish on every star up there
That when the morning comes
That some how I won’t care.

Yet with every sun I see
You’re ripping away some part of me
And nothing that I do or say
Can make you stay away.

The lies and secrets torment
The storm that’s in my heart
But I still waste my tears on you
As your tearing me apart.


The author's comments:
Love is as complicated as the stars and as simple as a smile.

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