The ugly face of death…

I stand here in the moment in time,
Where time seems to stand still,
The sombre sky a reflection,
Of the sense of emptiness that I feel inside,

Golden moments were the days I had you,
Anticipation, anxiety filled the air around us,
The affection, the longing, the pain of love,
Are all gone with the shovel biting into the loose soil,

Desperately, I seek words of solace and comfort,
To allay the fears that are engulfing me,
My eyes unashamedly shed tears of pain,
For my body feels alone and sedated without you,

If I could employ a little magic,
I would bring you back again,
For we still have many things to do and to see,
To explore the adventures that are glorious and full of possibilities,

With much horror I feel the hand of death,
As I stand here losing all my sense of self preservation,
For I know without you besides me,
My days will pass without any sense of purpose

The swirling masses rise and fall,
Interlacing the brightness of the sun,
Reality strikes my already broken heart,
Things are worse because its a beautiful day,

I will hold on to that dream,
The dream that chains and comforts me still,
Of the sweet day beyond the horizon,
When I will be with you again my love!

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