Life, a precious gift
Treasure it before it's gone
The world keeps spinning

Time is cruel, causing
People to change, coming and going,
Arriving and exiting this great stage
Of actors and actresses.
Faces, voices, memories
Blurring into a distant nostalgia.
Until one day,
We are alone

Sobbing, pleading for redemption.
The absence comes unexpected;
Too soon.
Our time together, long, yet far too brief
Should have lasted forever,
Yet, it is over.

Take me instead,
Spare a loved one's heartache.
For if I could take your place,
I would never be missed or remembered.
You could live on a survivor, a martyr
Therefore making my ephemeral existence on this planet a blessing.
And I will look down,
Your angel,
Protecting you from all harm.

But alas,
I am no god.
I watch you fade,
Knowing that this is the end.
As I am left a wanderer,
To walk this Earth in suffering
Until the day my own name is called
And I can step unto the light to greet you.

The Earth will crumble from its crust,
As the remains settle, and turn to dust.
The oceans will fall and meet the sky,
As a mother's weeps turn from moans, to cries.
Flames engulf their angelic symphony,
As embers of hope become whispers of hypocrisy.
Hope takes flight into the gleam'd, ashen sky,
Taking one final breath,
It coughs, and says goodbye.