Time is cruel, causing
People to change, coming and going,
Arriving and exiting this great stage
Of actors and actresses.
Faces, voices, memories
Blurring into a distant nostalgia.
Until one day,
We are alone
Sobbing, pleading for redemption.
The absence comes unexpected;
Too soon.
Our time together, long, yet far too brief
Should have lasted forever,
Yet, it is over.
Take me instead,
Spare a loved one's heartache.
For if I could take your place,
I would never be missed or remembered.
You could live on a survivor, a martyr
Therefore making my ephemeral existence on this planet a blessing.
And I will look down,
Your angel,
Protecting you from all harm.
But alas,
I am no god.
I watch you fade,
Knowing that this is the end.
As I am left a wanderer,
To walk this Earth in suffering
Until the day my own name is called
And I can step unto the light to greet you.
Dec 10, 2012
Dec 10, 2012 at 11:44 AM UTC
Time is cruel, causing
People to change, coming and going,
Arriving and exiting this great stage
Of actors and actresses.
Faces, voices, memories
Blurring into a distant nostalgia.
Until one day,
We are alone
Sobbing, pleading for redemption.
The absence comes unexpected;
Too soon.
Our time together, long, yet far too brief
Should have lasted forever,
Yet, it is over.
Take me instead,
Spare a loved one's heartache.
For if I could take your place,
I would never be missed or remembered.
You could live on a survivor, a martyr
Therefore making my ephemeral existence on this planet a blessing.
And I will look down,
Your angel,
Protecting you from all harm.
But alas,
I am no god.
I watch you fade,
Knowing that this is the end.
As I am left a wanderer,
To walk this Earth in suffering
Until the day my own name is called
And I can step unto the light to greet you.
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