• A fragile hand,
    Cold and damp in lonsome tears.

    A simply whisper in your ear.
    Something sweet and caring.

    The cold still of the night swooping in;
    The rays of light going dim.

    Her last few words filled with grief,
    As she looks into your eye's knowing there's no surprize...
    Her now fadeing complection,
    Her no longer white hair,
    Her eye's deep with regret...
    Her last words where those of her dearly departed.

    The night is near,
    A smudged tear;
    Falling to the floor;
    As she is no more.

    Her dieing wish,
    Her only wish,
    Was to be remember for evermore,
    Forever living on in the thoughts of other's;
    To never be forgotten by those who cared.

    A single tear was shed that fateful night..
    A single lonesome and dark tear,
    One of which will never be shed again;
    For your soul and mind,
    Your heart as well,
    Are all combined.

    They produced this single tear,
    A single darkened tear,
    A tear so unquie,
    So beautiful;
    No one know's the true pain;
    The true pain of being alone in the dark,
    For ever and always.