Broken! Crushed! Trampled!
No light! No dark! No space!
Empty! Barren! Void!
Always, always dismay!
This hollow part of you, is you, but the damage is left undone….
All because of a fateful day when love no longer won
Would death, would oblivion not be more enticing?
Liberty? Freedom? Release?
Beckoning, pleading, appealing
To take this life……..Please
But the embers of life are still with you, the ashes not yet cold
Death you so desire has left your wish untold
For the light that shines within you
And the damage still undone
Is saying clear, your time is now, is here
Your time is to be someone.