Dressed in all black, <br />I try to breath, <br />Slowly I walk trough the big wooden doors. <br />A million eyes are on me, <br />Burning trough my skin, <br />I sit quietly on the cold bench. <br />Tears fall down my face, <br />I look around me, <br />The ceiling is collapsing. <br />A ray of sunbeams on me from the window, <br />The fresh air wraps around my face, <br />I know you are there. <br />Sitting side by side, <br />I reach for your hand, <br />I hold on. <br />In time I will let go but right now, <br />I would like to sit here, <br />And not say a word.<br /><br />Jenny Molloy<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/love-dies/
