Soliloquy

When days pass you by in a blur,
And weeks zoom in and out of scene,
Reminding me of what we were,
They take me back to where we’d been.

How do you feel in the place you are in?
Does the endless pain ever subside?
Do your veins throb from within?
Every rule of Life by which we abide.

Your passing has left a hole in our being,
I haven’t slept a wink in weeks.
Creeping up on us unforeknown, unseen,
Left to climb are so many peaks.

When did you feel the grasp of Life
slipping away and the Dark extending
its cruel, mangled-looking old knife?
Its rough arms in meekness bending.

You gave me joys I hadn’t known before
Least of all which came before sunrise
Who is it, I ask myself at the door,
But you’re all that I see when I close my eyes.

Sir, how can words describe what you meant
to me and all those lives you used to shape?
As I ask myself where those years went
Why didn’t this be a fate you could escape?