Life
New, Fresh
Breathing, Living, Loving
Wonderful, Enjoyable, Painful, Unpleasant
Suffering, ,Dying, Ending
Dead, Gone
Death

You toy with my heart
In your hand
And I feel you slowly squeezing
Turning it to sand.

When one soul passes into the void
More then one persons hopes and dreams become destroyed
Ragged fragments of what use to be,
Shattered in a painful sea
And the wind that once blew no longer blows
Too the point that people once knew, no longer know
As snow becomes ice, emotions frozen
As feelings lock up inside
And one spirit rides the black river
And others mourn his ride