Beloved

Please tell me, my beloved,

what's it like to fly away from your sins

as when it all seemed hopeless,

alas, you have saved yourself from the pain

the pain, you held deeply into yourself.

But nevertheless, the pain spread

spread into our souls, containing

anyone involved somehow.

Sometimes it is far too great to bear

the pain of loving someone

what's only left to these souls

is only to cling to what they had.

It hurts even more.

The fact we did not know you suffer

or the fact we know but could not help

no matter what

the burden carries itself within us.

Still, you are not one to blame.

I'd never think you have intended to let this happen.

It just did.

As a reward to all your struggles,

you are rewarded to fly.

Fly to your own heaven

amongst those pearl clouds,

over the sins you could not forgive

yourself for.

I do understand now,

you have became a free spirit

released itself from the cage of angst and anxiety.

I wonder if you know what has happened of your friends.

Look, even some are crying over your stone.

You come near them, and wipe their tears

of their face.

They feel, but cannot see.

Cannot see, that you are still here.

Here, paying a visit.

A visit, without them knowing.

You set off once again

towards the light

You probably wonder if you have deserved this eternity.

A lot of questions raise:

Who would I be next?

Would I know what to do?

What if…

Do not be afraid.

You came, saw

and lived.

You know of your sins, do not doubt.

Your next steps toward life

maybe unknown.

They frighten you.

I do not know what will happen of you.

I do not know which way are you heading to.

But I do now one thing:

You are at peace.

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