The "Another"

This unbarable feeling inside too hard to explain...
Life to hard to sustain, my whole world exploded,
Nothing mattered, my heart completed shattered,
This un-stoppable rush of blood flowing through my vein's,
Poisoned, causing me to think of nothing,
other then why,
Before this angel was so close
To the tip of my fingers,
But is now far from the reach of my hand's,
All i want is for my arm's to sorround her,
All i want is to look at her when ever i want,
And not afraid she'll look back
then she would do the same,
But what saddens me the most,
Is that the way i feel,
She feels the same about another,
Wishing that
this "another" is me,
Sadely he isn't,
This "another?"
Don't know who that "another" is,
But that "another,"
Soon will have the arm's
To sorround her
When ever he wants...
While I sit here dying of old age
Alone Forever.

12/05/04

-Chris Dabatos

*This Is Not Jackie*