His phone switched off.
He is not at home.
Where has he gone?
On his own all alone.

The same sun shines
the same birds chirp
Yet the blue sky wrapped
in grey and black clouds
keep reappearing, stirring up
storms lashing out rains.

Each drop weighing a ton.
Each strike lingering on
Trickling into tears and
Each memory triggers
cascades of pain .

Wherever you are now?
Whatever you do?
I pray silently for you
and I hope however tempting
it might be you wont take up
The seducing Kiss of death