still here


“Moderate lamentation is the right of the dead: excessive grief the enemy to the living.”  ~Shakespeare, from All’s Well That Ends Well~

when the song ends
and all left is silence
when the word ends
and all left is the sound of grief
when the joy ends
and all left is emptiness
i’m still here.

a familiar place it is
been here before
a familiar feeling it is
been acquainted before
everything has an ending
but i’m still here

i’m still here
left with my sorrow only
mine alone to keep
it is okay, you know
because in the end
we always be alone.

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