The departed…


For all the tears I have cried,

For all the pain I feel inside,

For all the loneliness that breaks my pride,

For all the loss I try to hide.


For the love I truly need,

And the affection I madly miss,

For the understanding I badly greed,

For everything that brought me bliss.


With no planning and without thought

These words escape my mind

In an attempt to forget you, my love,

And to bury my heart where you died.


But how much more hopeless can it get?

And how many more tears can I push aside?

For, with every memory of you that I get,

It adds one to the times I have died…


January 2005