The fear of loss.

Right now , right here, this moment, this room

Music drips on my passive ears 

like water drops in an empty bucket after the rain has ended.

I feel no pain, just a void 

I have a fear of loss, that I am bound to.

A moment taken away, snatched from my fist

I fear will leave me bleeding in tears

Mother's love will be no more

Memories will rain on and on, since then.

Deeply moved, awakened by fear

In the morning, love may not be near.

Forever gone, leaving behind

This coma divine

If I don't live forever, I want you near

If you don't live forever, I want you, to be able to hear

Cuz I will have a lot to say

And show, how I was not affected.

I am not afraid, of losing you

I will be strong, when your time is through

I will move on , a perennial river

That takes with it, all the things dropped in it. 

Deeply moved, awakened by fear

In the morning, love may not be near.

Forever gone, leaving behind

This coma divine

What if I disappear?

I walk through the hours just as they walk through me

Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I disappeared

Will there be a warm air in the places where I stood?

I would like to know, what would happen.

People don't know people sometimes

but their smiles communicate

Its all so inconsistent for me

Think I could be subject of a great fraud, at times.

Will there be a marriage with my name written in bold letters on the cards?

Will I too get trapped in this circle of life

How long does it take to twist this key through the hole?

The door wouldn't budge, but what if I was never there to answer it?

I would like to know

If I wasn't there, how would things go?

Will I be remembered.

Will there be a warm air, in the places where I stood?



Without me, the winds they died

Without me, the sun didn't rise

Without me, the oceans they dried

Nothing to see, and nothing to breathe

Without me, I would like to know

Can there be another show?

The one that makes them laugh , and make them moan

Will there be a prayer for those whom I love?

Will the memories hold or will they go?

What would happen

I would like to know.

what would happen

 I would like to know.

cuz I can feel the warmth in the air around me.

What would happen

I would like to see.

If like a free bird someday

I disappeared