Lonely As a Ghost
I am as lonely as a ghost
wandering between life and death.
Yet being alive hurts the most,
for grief now haunts my every breath.
You where my future and my hope,
how am I expected to cope?
My life feels empty without you
standing solidly by my side.
For this broken heart, shared by two,
split asunder the day you died.
My pillow, dampened by my tears,
absorbs anxieties and fears.
And I seek comfort in prayer,
asking the Lord to bless your soul.
You're in heaven; wait for me there,
and someday soon, we will be whole.
For death's not the end; I believe
there's more to life than we perceive.
Time has slowly shifted sad dreams
to happy memories we've shared.
And now, I don't have nightmare screams,
though, at times, I still wake up scared.
But then, I feel you in my heart
and know death can't keep us apart.
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