Til The End Of Time

I did not know, I knew how to hope

I did not know, I knew how to pray

Hope and Pray, Is how I now get thru my days

Do I spend the rest of my life operating from this sunken place?

My teacher is gone. My friend is gone. My lover is gone. My Future is gone.

Arting helps. But you taught me.

My heart is not the same. My head is not clear.

I am certain we are still tied but your distance and the silence is crippling.

My mind starts racing to places I can not allow it.

I breathe.

I hope. I pray.

I will never tell you this. I am breaking.

R