• The bond is severed;
    Cut like a string.
    Memories stay forever
    Her words still ring.

    The tears; they do fall
    Like rain through the sky.
    It’s not fair at all
    Why must she die?

    I’m not one to cry,
    But here I do weep.
    Right now I let fly
    Emotions buried deep.

    Bloodshot and sore
    My eyes droop weakly
    I can’t take it anymore
    I struggle so meekly

    They say god is great,
    But it just isn’t fair
    That he wipes clean the slate
    With so little care.

    A soul so pure
    Worthy of more…
    Her essence a lure
    Being pulled through the door…