What do you do when the body
Lying next to you has become just that?
This body was once the future that erased
The past and made the present so real.
He was your home that you never had,
Complete with a beautiful garden
And the white picket fence.
What happens when that all melts away
Into a black ball of nothingness?
You worked so hard making sure that this
World was so perfectly manicured,
But you were just painting over old paint.
What do you do when you have lost everything
That made you normal?
This is all I ever wanted, needed.
And tonight I woke up not able to breath
Because all of a sudden, my beautiful home
Has become just an empty box filled with
Memories.