A wailing scream of gut wrenched cry
Soaring the wind in a dream filled sky
Brings to mind a haunting past
Filled with the pain, where the horrors last
No sun or moon to light my way
I try to call….to hear you say
That you’re doing better…and not the same
That you made it out of that demon’s game

A world beneath the one we see
Devoid of laughter, joy or glee
I knew you once…that day far past
And even then we thought we’d last

I knew it was over before it began
But never stopped to try to regain
The feelings lost, to return the pain
I ask you now to think of me
To remember yourself and
Changed please be

I never thought to ask you why…
The lights went out of that shadowy sky
And now I sit, to think inside
I hope she made it, ignoring the call beside

The mind we know
And use each day
Corrupted in ways we could never say
I miss you more than time its self
I do, however, wish you best of health

~Lee