My words without me...

Александра Зайцева 6
When comes the day and I am silent,
You will remember from the start
When you've become so cruel and violent,
And left me here with crying heart...

The very day I'll stand alone
And pray for your own safe,
You're not the one, that made of stone,
Though you are strong and brave!

Let all the blessings to be heard,
And with the shining sun,
You will remember every word,
Unsaid, like things undone...

Then comes the day with no regret,
The one I can foresee,
You will remember or forget
My words without me...