Before the Voices…

 

Before the Voices…

 You left the world to early, free from a life that

left you filled with doubt. You lived the lives of

many, the voices, always hoping just to be

I now wait for that spark from heaven, I willed

you not to go, God did not agree. Was your life

fulfilled in such a short time, will I ever know.

You had beginnings, disappointments, new starts;

you worried about tomorrow, unable to feel happiness

in what you accomplished today.

I suffer your being gone, sadness wretches my days, the

glow died there was no hope. It seems like one long unhappy

dream.

Roaming within my mind, I walk the fields of your life. A

time of clouded joy, then time was blown away.  Born in

innocence, fresh, life clear, before the voices took over,

bringing fear. I could not help you in your solitude while

you nursed your unconquerable fears.

As the moonlight pales, I yearn for lost years, before the

mental strife. Before the voices took over your life.  It was

after sunset that you died, a void that cannot be filled, you

will never grow old. I miss your smiles, your red tresses

flowing down your back, your light will always shine; your

radiance will never fade.

 

Sleep my child in eternal rest…

 

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