I Speak as One who has not seen;
Forgotten Memories in one's being.
The Depth of pain is all the same.
When a Person is to remain.
How painful the cause of death.
Whether it be Separation of one's Closeness to breath.
We Cease to Not care for them.
Albeit difference is, we see them not when.
We Care and Love them In.
We Store The Capture of Memory When.
We Fall to Ground the Depth Profound.
I Had non pass; but hearts do make a sound.
Of Pain that Speaks Close to heart.
When broken bridges capture a start.
I Feel like i'am all alone.
In This World I Must learn to grow on strong.
But Ever Turn the Depth Comes Close.
In a State of Pre-in- Stealth.
But neither Pain nor harm incaptures me
But the Loneliness in Which My Life sees.
I Can be called, a Lonely Wolf.
Because the World has given me nothing to engulf.
Into hearts the tame is dear.
I Watch my heart in Which i Steer.
From Phantom to the Core I Weep for More.
Them who have lost a loved one at their door.
But Reality Sees, My own Set Due Pain.
I Am a Man Who is single Again
We Cost the Pride in all Due Term. But
Nothing is as Close to What Love May Yearn.
We Forget the Faces of them Who Passed, Even
if they close to us, as long as it last.
I Can not Cry For all Your Tear.
But i am Ever Watchful and Hope You Near.
It Costs My Pride To hear of Your Fear.
Because i'm ever Wakeful to hear you My Dear.
Written for the Long Lost Love, and them who have lost their Loved One's.