Everyday, if and when, the mornings rise
And I look in that mirror to see hazel eyes,
When green with the envy of a beautiful day
Or gray with the solemness coming my way,
I am pained upon, when they have shaded to blue.
Wondering how much more, of a loss am I due.
Death overtakes me, another one gone.
Aged, yes, still, I hate waking each dawn,
To the news of a loss, of a loved one again
Or the loss of a loving, a wonderful friend.
Dismayed and in darkness, I wish maybe to be
Even contemplating a grave jump for me.
When the morrow or next day brings funeral rites
I may just be the fill-in, just covered in site.
Will be fine with me, now I am tired of life
And of nothing but hurting and hardships and strife.
So when all see me lying there next to her box,
I will be ever greatful, as time ticks it's tocks
Just leave me my misery, leave me alone.
I have lost all I want, all I am, all I've grown.
No more feelings for me, no more loves to acquire.
No more life do I seek, no more passions, desires.
I've been pained upon much, and it won't go away
The tears now have emptied, no more pain words to say .
Tomorrow's the day, if not Friday will be
It's the ending for her, and the ending for me.