A tale
to make you
fret and frown
or is it just
underground
thinking I saw
the light
bleed and die
fade with the
color from your
eyes,
as you slipped
away to land never
the place were
souls flow for ever
existence is futile
but we fight it
but we fight it
because we fear
the lightless eyes
we always see
when a soul
leaves a body
cold once warm
told once harmed
and now you see
eternal sympathy
fits in another
universal ecstasy