Meaning Of You

Death is Coming,
The devil is near.
My heart's ripped in two,
It's you I fear.
I do not belong here,
Unless you are in my life.
To protect me from the pain,
Confusion and strife.
My heart's no longer whole,
As you depart from me.
One half will be with you,
For all eternity.
You will go off to a better place,
I will stay in one far worse.
I will always love you,
But my life is like a curse.
You will die in happiness,
While I linger in the darkness.
The guilt hung over me,
Open your eyes and you will see.
All the goodness I had,
Yet I will always see the bad.

by EMMA Funnell

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nice flow a pleasure 2 read