May 2019
And the sun went cold,
The day you left me alive.
How could you not take me with you?
How could you leave me to fight this alone?
How selfish an act,
To welcome death alone,
In secret.
The day you left me alive.
How could you not take me with you?
How could you leave me to fight this alone?
How selfish an act,
To welcome death alone,
In secret.
04-2019
