In the dark,
A lone wolf walks alone
Yearning for the life he has lost.
Died for the one he loved
Yet someone else holds her now,
Crying, tears coming and going with the breeze.
Stuck in this nether, that is neither
Death nor life.
Seeing what would have been if she had stayed,
Seeing her happy with someone else.
The burning ache will never cease!
He howls with grief,
Yet he is content.
Never finding love again….