A Word

A word to my dearest love, why did you go
By cutting your neck, making me drown in sorrow
Was I nothing to you, not worth any more pain
Might I tell you, my dearest, that I’m going insane
Without you with me I see no point in trying
It seems that the only way out is me dying
Which with you dead and gone has already begun
For by getting the news my life has come undone

A word to my dearest love, I feel half dead
Perhaps in your suicide note what was said
Was accurate to the point of disbelief
This world is worth nothing if in it is grief
And sheer emptiness flowing over the brim
At birth I’d no idea it would be this grim
Was it a mistake to be born at all
To my death from the roof of this place I shall fall

A word to my dearest love, I miss you so
I constantly wish to not see tomorrow
And perhaps this time my sad wish will come true
Though I know that the final wish to come from you
Was for me to live on, to fight and stay strong
And although you believed that I could, you were wrong
Dying is my fate, it is what I must do
So I want you to know, I will be with you soon