Wings of Death.
My feet in the sand,
I hold onto your memory as long as I can.
Even if your gone,
It was about four years ago,
I still feel your hand in mine like it had never left.
Death is a bumpy road,
You held on as long as you could,
But Death decided you had to go,
So I had to say goodbye,
But even if you left me here I can feel you watching over me here tonight.
I remember begging you to stay,
I didn’t want you to die,
I remember I stayed up crying,
Holding onto what was left,
Because that rainy night you had floated away on the wings of death.
(2014)
