Friday, January 20, 2012

The Edge of Nothing

I am now dying
Yet still I am trying


Extending my hand
Hoping to understand


The pile of clouds over
As snowflakes hover


And though all is white
This feeling I can’t fight


Choking in my own breath
Drowning in my own sweat


Now blind and have nothing
I have erased everything


The moment the sun left
Until the candle wept


I will soon leave and fade
Along the dawn and shade


Only fragments I have kept
Of our love that once crept


But a piece of me remains
In your heart that never wanes


To keep you warm if it is cold
A true friend when you are old




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