Pretty wide eyes looking up at me
My reflection in a liquid cerulean pool
Elongates in a tear rolling down your cheek
You blink
I’m gone

Strip me of everything
Oust me from my home
Undo all I’ve done
Leave me nothing.  I am still blessed
My riches cannot be possessed
All that is of value cannot be owned
Try to hold, a sunbeam, a spring breeze, a new-born’s cry, your lover’s laugh
Everything of man will decay and pass, but these things are forever
She is as ethereal and eternal as all of God’s blessings and she keeps my soul

Loving words pretend
The truth we find in the end
In deeds of a friend

You called me soulmate.
Love me for time without end
But first be a friend?

Be it soon after twilight,
Or before morning bright.
Whenever it is dark, it is night.

Why can’t I die? Why Can’t I die? Why Can’t I just die?
Over and over and over again in my head.
Absolutely imploring.
Why can’t I die? Why Can’t I die? Why Can’t I just die?

Draw in a deep breath.
Such a fool.
An iconic rhetorical question.
I know why I can’t die.

But maybe for a short while.
My soul so wants to visit home.
Enjoy a little bit of peace.

A most debated question;
Why is there something,
Rather than nothing.
One theory states;
Nothing can not exist,
Because we can not concieve of it
The scientists who thought of this;
Might not have taken this view,
If they had experienced the loss of you.