Despair brings me peace,
mortality brings me hope,
maybe if i go on a little longer,
it will be easier to cope,
but day after day,
will never be the same,
without you playing along,
in gods little game,
i stand alone,
in a field full of dreams,
you stand opposite me,
your hollow is how it seems,
i feel your presence,
but you do not feel whole,
you weep shallow tears,
as if you have lost your soul,
i don't know if i am hearing things,
or if this is your choice,
but everywhere i seem to turn,
i hear your angelic voice,
please stop haunting me,
you keep me from moving on,
i will see you in my dreams,
now that you are gone...