I stroked her headstone gently
  whispered to the dead show me
  asking for a preview of death
  when I finally take my last breath
  will I haunt my lovers tears of rain
  or will I chase away Cancer's pain
  from Halloween Queen named Kellee?
  Are we blinded by light or can we see?
  Do we suffer forever or are we set free?
  Will our shadow creator ever let us be?