If I Were Gone

If you were never again to see me, Left to live alone in question, Deprived of whom you cared for endlessly, Would you live in hesitation? Forever to reproach of my deliverance, Meanwhile wandering through a dark forest Searching for just a single sign of my existence, Praying that I have not been put to rest. If you open your eyes You will see that I have not, But have instead been awoken. So the matter at hand As you watch the break of dawn, Remember that it is a request not a demand. I would not want you to give up on life, if I were gone.