I haven't written in ages, due to severe writers block and a busy schedule. This is a dedication to a friend - Rob - who committed suicide in March of this year. - Vreni
You held the world, your life, in your hands
But, alas, the hourglass has released its sands
Your time is up, the Fate's ship has docked
Though your soul runs, your destiny's locked
Now you scratch and claw the towering wall
That's essence surrounds you as you fall
You cannot stop now, deeper you stumble
Other's conscience in your ears, a low rumble.
You scream loudly to drown out that sound,
Easier ignored than acknowledged, you've found.
Voices plea, implore, begging you to pause and listen,
The collective hears the gun, sees the blood glisten.
And as you near the bottom of your voidless descent,
We attempt to catch you, the full impact prevent
But we arrive too late, you've collided with the floor
Our screams, your screams, cease, the silence a deafening roar.
You break the solace with a shrill laugh and a trademark grin,
Free from the pain at last, you no longer hear our voice's din.
Desperate to reach you, we pray you receive this message last:
We miss you dearly, our affections posthumously amassed.
- dedicated to Rob