I am the cloud that hovers above
I am the giver and receiver of love
I am the soul who fiends forever
Who cherishes every endeavor
...
Again the door has closed tight
I am left in a sullen dark space
Wound into myself through the night
Feeling alive, but so out of place
...
My darling
Who turned his back while his sickness grew
My heart bled out
But what could I do?
...
The misty path along the pond
Brings me peace when all feels wrong
I speak to the moon, of which I'm fond
While breathing deep, I must be strong
...
I whisper to you at night
Though I know you're not there
I send you my love, my heart
Somehow I can still feel you
...
The need to grip to the things I love
only results in a tearful shove
I tell myself, absorb its essence... its precious juice
I beg God to leave it be, ' lets make a truce '
...
It's the end...
The end has come again
The end of this saga
The inevitable end
...
It's all I ever wanted
Right at my feet
Right there before me
Finally we meet
...
When tragedy impedes on your life
It is like an ice storm...
your world is cold, brittle
...
Flesh upon flesh
Wrapped in a blanket of stillness
This is where I lose myself
for a brief moment in time
...