Fly Free

Tears fall on the ground

As my heart's drum begins to pound

The sky seems to mock, its color so blue

Why did they have to take you?

So many questions and no answers

So many deaths and still no serenity

You fought until the end

For the king and queen, for me and our friends

For victory and peace

While I stand here, the crying will never cease

They found you in the battle, cold and sallow

Your eyes wide and staring, my river of grief is now anything but shallow

My heart is breaking love

Fly in grace like the brave hawk, or like a white dove

Just fly free

Fly from me

The silence is shattered by one keen cry

The song of a broken heart

It demanded, it wept

Muddled and unkempt

To be left as it was

Defeated and trapped

I'm trapped in the dark

I listen for the familiar chirp of the lark

But it never is heard

I search for the light that guides

But I don't see it

I'm blind to what's right in front of my eyes

For it was you, love, that brought me out

Dragged me from the lake of my doubt

I was drowning, lungs screaming for air

But you revived me, pulled me from the clutches of death with much care

You and I, the perfect pair

I try to move on but the attempts are in vain

Your death left me in pain

In more agony then any scar could mark

You left me in the dark

It begins to rain

The water soaking the dirt where you were slain

Over the grave where you now lay

Forever to rest, eternally to stay

Tears fall on the ground

As my heart's drum begins to pound

The sky seems to mock, its color so blue

Why did they have to take you?

So many questions and no answers

So many deaths and still no serenity

I refuse to move on

Even though, for a long time, you've been gone

Years it seems

Yet my heart still beats and my duties I still redeem

Memories bring me back, back to simpler times

Of childhood, adolescence and adulthood

Of games, old love and sometimes the occasional cheap wines

My heart is broken love

Flying in grace you are, like the brave hawk, or like a white dove

Just go on and fly free

Fly away from me

I draw in a trembling gasp

I try and explain but my voice is a croaking rasp

My vision blurs and begins to become vague

Am I becoming blind?

No

I am dying

No

I am not lying

How can I when I've awaited death for so many years?

The gods heed my dying whisper, the silent request they hear:

"Please, just let me go. Love has waited long enough..."