Pantazi

As one would have it I’m left to say
my final farewells in the pouring rain
The silence and whispers begin to explain
The hurt and pain that is left to obtain

My mind takes over and begins to recite
The city lights can’t shine half as bright
Like her smile on one broken night
I guess I’m left to wonder why
Her beauty her life refused to ignite

Now my brain can’t seem to grip
The bright yellow sun has left to snip
A lonely sad moon cut from the Script
That life of hers begins to sink
As if it were one big battleship