How Tragic Is A Life Cut Short
An Ember put out before the Warmth is felt
A Light in the World that shines Never More,
Why do You feel the Need
The Unperishable desire that can only be Quenched,
When Your Light goes out
We tell You that People Care
But do We not realize
You do not See that,
You See
Only that Dreadful Need
To be Lonely is a Curious Thing,
The Days are Long and Empty
The Nights are full of Shadows and Unescapable Demons
Torment. Dread. Damnation.
Ever Flowing Near
I do Not speak of Those whose Live On,
But of Those Who Make
The Hardest Choice,
The Only
Choice
To Fight is to Suffer
Tooth. Nail. Tears.
Better to Not?
Why add more Suffering?
Then, Who can Blame You
When the Only Action You have
Is to Take Matters
In Your Own Hands
But You do Not See
Cannot See,
How this World Mourns
The Loss of Light
The Brightest,
A Life
That Means Everything
Look.
At the Beauty
Listen.
To the Music
Live.
For No One Can
Live For You,
No One Can
Replace
You.
My Greatest Friend, Do You Not See? Life May Seem Pointless, It May Never Seem Like It Will Get Better. But It Must. I Have Felt This. The Encompassing Loathsome Feeling. To Live Is To Feel Pain. Pain Must Not Overcome. Please, Find Me, When The Days Become Unbearable. I Will Be The Stalwart. The Silent. The Confidant.
All You Need In The Times When You Need.
We Shall Fight This.
But
Truly,
You Shall.
For This Light,
Your Light,
Is
My Light,
A Mother’s Light,
A Daughter’s Light,
A Father’s Light,
A Son’s Light,
A Light To All
Would You Deprive Us Of It?
