Gone Gone Gone Gone.

The personal struggles of life when death has occured

Gone Gone Gone Gone.

I want to fall asleep forever
in this big empty bed,
I've still got thoughts swarming
about words that you said
You're not gone for a week, a month, or a day.
You're gone forever
why couldn't you stay?
The sky looks so empty, the house feels so small
The world is too quiet, life is so dull.
When you were here
I was complete,
and able to stand on both my feet.
I cry a lot more, almost every day.
I feel like you left me; it feels like betray
I'm not used to feeling this version of pain.
It's a new kind of hurt that I cannot explain.
I often think real hard about our times through the years,
and I want to share them with you but you're not here.
So I'll throw this in the corner and forget that you're gone
'cause that's what they mean when they tell me, "Move on."
They don't know what it's like to feel this way.
No one they loved has ever happened this way.
And as for the days that we are apart,
You'll always be inside of my heart.
Why couldnt' you have lived on?
You're Gone. Gone. Gone. Gone.