Hello.
I am the trending poem.                                                            ­            
         you see me and I make you feel alive
                                             so you like me and re-post me
                                                              ­    then you leave me alone to die.
Hello,
I am your forgotten lines.
             you created me with a careful love
                                                          an­d decisive rhymes
                                      and then to the bottom of your page I'm shoved.
Hello
I am forgotten, alone and unloved
                           a faded smile a broken dove
                                               I once was beautiful, touching.
                                                       ­   now, I've been replaced, I'm nothing.

I don't think of you well I try not to anyways but my mind wonders off and some how finds its way to you it sometimes spends a whole day with you most of the times on the night sometime it wants a fight but mostly it just wants you back other days I'm free and I can relax a little and that's when I really think of you

i was there the day she died
the day she breathed her last
i prayed the Lord she'd suffer not
it's happening too fast

we both agreed no life support
so many years ago
how could i see this circumstance
or this scenario

we thought she had a fighting chance
if some support were used
it was that time i gave consent
i'm tired and confused

we prayed for a recovery
she'd wake up once again
i realized the hour came
this wasn't in God's plan

i pray for strength and guidance, Lord
i knew what need be done
her body must release the ghost
death's time at last had come

i chose the time we'd say farewell
a Sunday in July
i never thought i'd see this day
this day of last goodbyes

a chosen few stood by her bed
i held her hand in mine
i finger-combed my baby's hair
her time was growing nigh

the staff removed all life support
she now was on her own
the chaplain hummed Amazing Grace
My God don't drag this on

babe it's okay now to let go
i'll be alright my love
it's time for you to take His hand
and follow God above

her little body gave out soon
her shallow breaths were few
then quietly she left this world
to start her life anew

so now i am a broken man
there's naught that can fix me
for now there is a piece missing
she has my heart you see