You were my life and, my light.
Then came that cold, dark night
Now the only time i see your face is in the pictures of this old place
Without you, i dont know what to do
Why did this happen to you?
I can't live in this house alone
So i cut my wrist down to the bone i wont make it where you are
Instead! I will be in a place so far, away from you is where i lay
This night will never turn again to day.
(not my poem but someone who has been gone)