Ripped from the vine.
Taken away.
Never forgotten.
Pains me each day.

Lost in muddied waters
Of nonexistence.
Ravaged and ruined
As if grave pestilence.

Float on now sons and daughters
Of hatred and impurity.
The life that you sought
Taken, prematurely.

All that I need
I thought I had found.
Love used to surround us.
Now it just holds us down.

Drowning in desire.
Dreams of changing the past.
Decisions made too quickly
And a life that doesn’t last.