WITHOUT FEAR

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I see him in my mind’s eye.

He is dead, and so am I.

He floats alone in the ocean.

We have taken the dark potion.

He drifts near,

Without fear.

I long to touch his face,

Not of the human race.

My spirit glides free.

And soon so shall he.

SHE WAITS

 

She stands at the window.

Age dares not to defy her.

Night bring her comfort.

Darkness, her only friend.

Her light flickers and fades.

She waits for you to come home.

 

WHEREVER YOU ARE

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Wherever you are,

Know that I’m with you.

My thoughts follow you.

I feel your pain

and relish in your joys.

I visit your dreams.

I’m beside you when you wake.

My spirit will keep you warm.

My arms will comfort you

in the dark days ahead.

Wherever you are,

I’ll be there.

DEPTHS

 

Stairs lead

To the depths

Of my sadness.

I can’t go on.

I must rest.

Replenish my spirit.

Revitalize my soul.

But first sleep.

FLOAT FREE

 

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I see him in my mind’s eye.

He is dead, and so am I.

He floats alone in the ocean.

We have taken the dark potion.

He drifts near

Without fear.

I long to touch his face,

Not of the human race.

My spirit glides free.

And soon so shall he.

ARE WE ALONE?

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Carl Gustav Carus (1789-1869) – Faust’s Dream

 

 

ARE WE ALONE?

 

Friends and family.

Are they with us?

I can feel them.

A thickness in the air.

A soft touch.

A slight breeze.

Is my brother gone,

Or is he still with me?

I feel him beside me.

He chuckles at my blunders.

Laughs at my jokes.

Cries when I’m hurt.

He is with me.

Always.

Forever.

THROW YOUR DIRT

lifeisthefight:

You can bury me,
Throw dirt on me
And walk away.
But I will survive.
I will dig my way free.
The human spirit cannot
be extinguished.
It will continue to shine
despite evil’s attempts
to destroy it.

Throw your dirt.

I will be back.

I WILL SLEEP

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Down I go

To the depths

Of my sadness.

I can’t go on.

I must rest.

Replenish my spirit.

Revitalize my soul.

I can turn around.

Go back up.

Try once more

To live my life.

First I will sleep.

BURIED ALIVE

A DEEP GRAVE

lifeisthefight:

You can bury me.
Place in me in a deep grave.
Throw dirt on me
And walk away.
But I will survive.
I will dig my way free.
I will be back.
The human spirit cannot
be extinguished.
It will continue to shine
despite evil’s attempts
to destroy it.
It will shine forever more.

A GHOST OF ME

I sit on the bench,
watching the sun take flight,
and the moon move to position.
The stars begin to shine 
in the darkening sky.
All is well with the world.
The night will soon be here.

But all is not well with me.
I feel light.
I feel empty.
I feel transparent.
A ghost of my former self.
What has happened to me?
How will I go on?

One day life changed for me.
And all I had taken for granted
was gone in a second.
How will I go on living?
There is no one here on the bench,
but a ghost of me.