I woke up to chaos and confusion
With you trapped in a tear in my eye.
The world blew up all around me.
I couldn’t hold my head high.
With a strain in my heart and head,
I fell on a black day with grief.
It was a burden I could hold and feel.
There was no sign of relief.
The world felt, somehow, different.
It felt less, yet more sad, and cold.
It felt like a story unfinished,
Like an ending never to be told.
And as I keep on rowing,
And trudging through these tears,
So many are left behind thinking,
“What happened to those years?”
So we grieve and mourn and celebrate
A life which was cut far too short,
And we bind closer together,
Through emotions, love, and support.
But the loss is still so real,
And the grief is quite tangible,
And the mind receives new damage,
While the heart remains frangible.
This new world doesn’t feel real,
Doesn’t feel right, doesn’t feel whole
Without your presence or your song,
Without the beauty of your soul.
We’ll always have your music,
And the beauty of your voice,
But we now mourn the loss of you,
Though your life, we shall rejoice.
Wave goodbye, my disappearing one,
As I end this heartfelt reflection.
My friend for the end of the world,
Say hello to heaven.
On May 18th, 2017, the world lost a true talent and a beautiful soul...a legend by most people's standards. My grief is very real.
Rest easy, Chris Cornell.