Maggie-narrative voice. Hope it's ok!
I'm sobbing because it's over,
Or maybe because it's just begun.
And life just hurts too much,
But there's no place left to run.
Once I ran to his arms,
And then I ran to yours,
And now I run to nobody-
Instead just lie here on the floor.
And the pain won't touch me here,
Not unless I move at anytime.
And the grief can't get me here,
Until the death-toll starts to chime.
Their grunting keeps me always awake-
When I go will that be me?
All that left of the conscience
Will be moans, death, debris.
No, I won't, I can't accept it.
They can't be coming back,
They won't just go forever.
When I die will it all be black?
Or will I know I'm hurting
All of the ones I love?
I can't tell you what I think
Of hell, living hell and above.
He told me there's a heaven.
He told me I would smile.
Then he's gone and they are-
Come and sit with me a while?
Trying a stream of consciousness of whatever it is called :)
