I am a husk of skin and bone
Eyes rotten, hands stained red
Soulless devil, end of man
This world I live in
It no longer feels real
Reality ripped apart at the seams
Tick tock
How much longer do we have?
The show is coming to a close
It is time for the final act
A dance of death and destruction
Yielding no survivors
Wandering a world borne of lies
Pain crippling the lives of such youth
I wonder as I wander
Will we ever allow ourselves to speak the truth?
Stuck in a perpetual loop of sorrow
The majority of us pray endlessly for tomorrow
But when tomorrow is much the same
Will we learn to cherish today?
Tick tock
Years gone by
And you begin to wonder why
In all that time
Did you decide
It was your time to die?
So here we are
Going on without you
Husks of skin and bone
Eyes rotten, hands stained red
You left us too soon
And now we all wish we were dead
Because at least then
Our souls may once again be complete
Cradled in the warm embrace of your spirit
Free from the shells of who we were
And the monsters your absence made us
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For my dear sister: our hearts yearn in your absence. I hope to see you again sometime - in this life or the next. Love always.
