A Life Time

There are no words to describe the love .
There is nothing left to feel about the loss.
Maybe in another life time, when we are both well.
Maybe on the other side.
I’ll look for you when I get there.
I don’t know if I will recognize you if you are well.
I won’t know what to do if you are actually capable of loving me.

The theory’s and possibilities never end, yet they ended long ago by inner death and broken promises.
Almost a full life time was spent fearing your wrath to relieve your plague.
Then when I was still alive, I realized that I had waited in vein for an end to my torture by the death that never came.

I was alive and standing by the side of the road.
I was alive after all that time.
Alive and free.
Finally.
No more need for the field of daisy’s.

I now pick up the pieces of the strange place that was shattered apart and lived in out of desperation.  
What does the place I want to live in look like?
Why would I ever want to live there?
How will I know anyone or recognize anything?

Maybe in another life time, when we are both well, we can know one another.  
Maybe in another life time, when we are capable, we can laugh together.
Maybe in another life time, we will only see the light of God in one another.
Maybe in another life time, no tears will be shed for one another because we will be a part of something much bigger then us.
Something better then what this world had to offer.
Maybe Wisdom will be our best friend and walk between us.
Maybe Love will bless us.
By the Grace and Mercy of God, we will have a chance at another life time.

By Michelle Moon