Music to my ears

You used to sing and it
was love that I heard. These memories
are faint but I still remember.
There were no bad times until the black hole
over took you.
Your soul is rotting in that black hole, and I
don't know what to do. Your a horrible person
and I don't know why but I still love you.
I hate it as well, I wish you were a robot that
I could toss in the trash full of my forgotten dreams.

Your passion is death and mine is
what I like to believe as light.
you were a great friend and I don't know what I did.
I now know it's not my fault, I won't forget
the day your soul came back it's full of poetry and song.
Your heart is not black anymore. Your mind has no control
it's your soul and your heart working as one.
Let's hope the black never comes.

This is one of my shorter ones. Yeah it is kind of dark but it is about my cousin she was...into some bad stuff and she came out of it clean. This is one of my favorites. The moral: Don't let a loved one down. All they need is to be picked up and given wings. So that they can fly high instead of being trapped.