In Loving Memory

As I watch you lie in your box,

Tears stream down my face,

And through cigarette's haze

And alcohol's delirium,

I will be right next to you soon enough.

 

When we meet again posthumously,

Do not despair that I have left life

For I was already slipping,

And all I needed was a push.

 

Now, at the bottom of the spiral,

I can begin a new life,

An eternal life,

A life with you

Which is all I ever wanted.

 

I did what I did in a hope to bring feeling to the numbness,

Happiness to the sorrow,

Comfort to the pain.

I did what I did in loving memory.

A loving memory of you.

 

So, my sweet,

I await the day when we meet again.

We will meet in the sempiternal,

Then, with you by my side,

We may enjoy life after death

In loving memory of death after life.