Requiem

A Poem....A Requiem

Fate... why have you come to steal
From An angel who has not yet learned to fly?
Fate why have you come to me and I be denied.
Death why have you come to extinguish
A light that had yet to shine?
Why did you let me think that His love was mine.
Where are you taking your loot?
Don't you care about my pain's disrepute?
Who decides when you have to act?
Who decides how our lives get hacked?

Requiem.
I was with him.

Why did your light lite the way to hell?
Why did you give everything you tried to sell?
Why did you never asked for anything in return
You know the fires of Hell....they burn.

Requiem
I was with Him.

Why are you covering me in all my dreams
What taught me to believe in myself it seems
For whom I notice an emptiness, an absence in your presence... dispair in your precept.
All of this I have not yet been able to accept.

Death why do you arrive without warning?
It was for his loins I was yearning.
Can't you see that without him you leave me naked?
On my breast it was my blood you blotted.
Moon why do you shine with a dim light?
Must the stars fall, to make this right?
Is it that you also were also captivated?
That it was my sins you chose and adjudicated
Don't you understand the emotion
Of those that are left and abandoned?

Forever is too long.
Never is to strong.

Requiem.
I was with Him.

Why are you covering me in all my dreams
What taught me to believe in myself it seems
For in you I notice an emptiness, absence in your presence... dispair in your precept.
All of this I have not yet been able to accept.

Why did your light lite the way?
Why did you give our Love away?
For in you I notice an emptiness, an absence...
In your presence I have not yet been able to accept. There was love but it was not kept.

Requiem.
I was with him.

Why your light lie about what you say?
Why did you give everything away...
Why did you never asked for anything in return....for in Hell you know we both burn.

Requiem.
I was with him.

Why are you recurring in all my dreams?
Why did you make me go to extremes?
For in you I notice an emptiness, an absence
That I have not yet been able to accept....
It would be better for me to lie down in death.