This is a poem I wrote originally for my sister's story. But with the current situation with Team Extreme, I thought it fit well.

These are their thoughts as Matt, Jeff, and Lita drift apart from each other.



Only One



Many, I have seen, have come and gone

The ones I need, the ones I loved

No one else I knew could be above

This deep pain is good and long

Shadows slip by that I have known

Dancing, faces I have seen

Terrible, glittering with no sheen

Slipping slowly by, faces with no tone

The gears of times turn slowly around

Yet this wound will not retire.

This gashing rip will not change attire

This slow time goes never up, but always down

Everyday passes as I do not see their faces

I grow tired of seeing the day

Of seeing the sun's bright ray

Yet only the mention of their names. . .my heart races

I wait for the new day in fear

The days are long and weary

The sun distaught and leery

They are no longer here

My heart is open, twisted and wrung

This pain is so hard and deep

The rocky road back up so steep

Nothing can render these wounds numb

This is my lonliness, my despair

This is my agony, my pain

This is a losing game

I could die. . .I wouldn't care

I need to be hung

This pain needs to end

This hurting I cannot tend

This fire needs to stop being sung

Away, away I need to run

Then. . .I was not alone

They were here, it was home

And now there is only one



Like it? Please don't take it, it's one of my best. If you want to use it, go ahead, but please tell me first in reviews. I think it fits the current situation. Please review. Thanx.