Death Bed Memories

Death bed memories This is a story told by a narrator, Who cannot see the bigger picture. Angel of stone weeps for the dead; Lift me up and lay me to rest. A nightmare of a former life attacks me from inside. Death has always haunted me; This isn’t a good day for her to die. She is breathing her last, as she nearly did in the past And she knows this won’t last; But still she needs just one more gasp. The dream is over and now we are back to reality. Surely it cannot end like this? This is a tragedy. She loves me, she doesn’t love me; Sometimes she did, sometimes she didn’t. Love has died in my arms and now it is gone. Did I really have it? All the King’s horses and all the King’s men, Couldn’t put our love back together again. Sink like a stone in a room with no windows; Begging for an answer and doubting there is a God. I have lost love; it was taken, for what reason I don’t know, But I still have the memory of her love, even though she is now gone. I did have true love, I tell them as I lay here dying. She was everything to me and I knew she was amazing. We loved for so long, I never imagined our love ending, But I did have love, I have been loved… I think it’s time I was going. (C)2016 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.