What is this thorn that this day pierces my heart?
This abiding sadness and aloneness?
This pain that so willfully tears my soul apart?
For what reward is this terribleness?
How does one survive this agony?
The rising day brings me no succor, no joy.
Each beat of my heart takes me deeper into despair,
Yet there seems no end to this devils ploy.
With each suns setting, this sadness
as a cloud settles over my soul.
Sleep comes with fits and tumultuous duress,
These endless nights so full of restless toil...
You have been called away,
And despite my pleadings and cries,
It was not in my power to make you stay,
For with the angels you now fly...
My dear heart has left me so very alone
Leaving me this mere fragile shell.
Darkness now resides where light once brightly shone
This earthly heaven now my own personal hell...
I pray this dark veil lift itself from my soul
I beseech the angels to closely hold me again,
Dear Father comfort me, make me again whole...
For the delicate balance of my life now seems so in vain.
