Death
Death is like a fog that washes over you ..
Death is like a storm that consumes you ..
Death is so empty...
Death has no hope of return
No footsteps to walk ..
No song to sing ..
Just Nothing .. and Nothingness
So many stories to be told after death ..
So many to be remembered ..
So many to carry to the grave ...
Death ..
Cold.. like a glacier..
Numbing ... like too much of the finest liqueur
Empty .. like a bottomless hole
Absence of life ..
Death..
Tears after tears .. soaking the pillow ..
Even after all the years ..
The pain goes on and on ..
Death changes you like nothing else..
