My Ashes
If my ashes were thrown in the air
Do I drift away
Am I in a state of consciousness
Aware of my surroundings
Able to feel love
Am I alone, like now
What will become of my soul
Entanglement of the souls I’ve touched
Will they all forget me
Will it all be for not
Will they care
Will she care
I feel the fabric of my soul rupturing
The Unraveling of our intertwine souls
The warmth becoming cold
The fading of life existence with each other becomes black
Dying souls, decaying away
I can’t imagine life without her
Copyright © Paul Murray | Year Posted 2020
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