Darkness drifting, sifting emotions
Like a dryer spinning a load of laundry
Reading words that depress the senses
Holding back oceans of tears
Life sucks sometimes
Yet life is beautiful
But how it rears its ugly head
For you, my friend
Casket closing: should've stopped her
Six feet under: can't dig her up now
Drifting away on clouds of glitter
A collection of all the decorations
Made when she was young
The carpet pattern moves under the gaze
Of friends whose eyes swim in tears not shed
[What can be done?]
Detatched he lingers for a moment
Unsure of those last fleeting thoughts
Cause and effect
Wandering the bounds of Limbo
Like a phantom
Ghostly images of memories
Played in a slideshow
On the movie theatre screen
While he remembers kisses stolen at that scene
[Never forgotten]
Displayed hopes and dreams
Like treats at a bakery
Lined up with cards detailing their ingredients
He takes a cream-filled pastry
Family and security for five hundred
The theme music plays
Game shows on television prove
We all have fifteen minutes of fame
Memories swirl faster like a hurricane
Erupting, volcanic rock
Hailing down upon his head
Duck and cover
Maybe he'll live one more day
Maybe he'll let it fly past
Bees attracted to nectar
Creating honey that he can devour
Fuel his passions
But then he returns to where she rests
He cannot fight for her
For her battle is over and lost
And his eyes close on tears which shall finally be shed
For he appreciates how fragile life is
He can live life and love it
He can live each day
But this lesson learned is
Bittersweet
For she shall not share
This life with him
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