Heartbreaking when friends don't talk anymore Makes your heart all achy and sore. Writing poetry is not so much fun When the words , they don't come. It's like watching the slowly falling rain You feel the tears, yet not lose the pain. I feel like a soul that's misunderstood Trying my best to make it look good. I try to hide myself inside my woe It's best not to let it show. My hands are empty but filled with words I cling to the words that can't be heard. The ink will not dry, the time will not pass Your forever presence in my life my life will surpass.