Void, empty, hollow inside, my dreams have fled, my hopes are dead, existence has no reason, life’s just passing with each season, he was my life, my hope, my love, all is gone, passed by there of the hurt is such, no one should bear? What’s to life? Why should I care? I weep all night for my love is gone, my heart is sick, for death I long, my eyes well dried out of tears for love that’s lost I’ll mourn always for the great cost but in each day satin gives me hope, strengthen me so I may cope, grant me wisdom to help me see the great way and not only me.
January 21, 2012