A sliver of youth lost annually
Not a single bestowal of gratitude was given
Wrapped and packaged as a gift
Only empty promises long broken
Only your love in which no one would receive
Sitting dismally on the grey old couch
Lost in a sea of melancholy
When faith is the only thing you're left grasping
For you've been living in ignorant bliss
Resting your eyes upon candles
Perched among all the chocolate covered
Icing filled quietus
The only one that would take you
Into its cold dampened arms
And no candle was blown out
No wish was made
And one single tear fell
Like stars falling from the dark night sky
Trickling down your cheek
Slowly, painfully
Mercilessly....
