• I cower in fear for what is and
    I can not sleep without a tear
    Laying on my shoulder waiting
    To fall off my pillow into a
    Deep surrender, covered
    By darkness never to see
    Her again, and yet so attatched
    To a nothing in the unknown
    But silently she's dying inside.

    I waited for her to wake,
    But no such thing happened
    And then I felt where the last
    Tear had dropped to the ground
    And slowly I felt someting
    Streaming down my face
    In realization that she was dead.

    Life soflty moved on and
    I visited her grave often
    Leaving a tear behind to
    Remind her of that night.