In the space between moments
The sky dazzles a deep, sapphire blue,
And the clouds fly upon a gentle breath.
These heavens light in remembrance of you,
As the shadows darkly mourn your death.
Your candle flickered and faded to black,
As you gave up on the one who truly counts.
No falling crystal tear can bring you back,
Your soul is dry, now void of life's fount.
I offered my hand as you slowly sank under,
But perhaps you had no real chance at all.
When the word came, my pain was like thunder,
Ripping through the air with an eerie call.
The sky is still blue and the clouds still fly,
Even though your spirit is eternally gone.
Along with you, a piece of my soul has died,
But I will remember you as you fly with the dawn.
~*~Never Give Up Hope~*~
Mockery is a form of ignorance; silence, a form of wisdom. -- Daniel L. Miller