Done

Just beneath the silver sky

Shredded clouds go flitting by

The crow glides past, then the hawk

They know it’s on Death’s door you knock

You the little mouse we’re mourning

You who offered us no warning

The world cut deep, so you cut deeper

Deep enough to greet the reaper

With skin quite thin you covered well

The bone frame of your empty shell

No heart, no mind, and now no shame

Since you’ve left all of us the blame

Just where did you think that you would go

Once your blood had ceased to flow

We would not be waiting there

To hear you moan of your despair

You wrote that you could just not find

The happiness and peace of mind

That you imagined we all had

Because we did not sound as sad

But fool you were and fools we too

So the last word you wrote is our last adieu

Goodbye