The spark has gone that made you fight,
It flew away into the night,
Now all I see are hollow eyes,
That yearn to say your last goodbyes.

You lie there wishing for and end,
To all the pain that will not mend,
A final ease to take your soul,
To fill the sadness your heart holds.

To finally be flying free
Not tied to mortal things you see,
And walk the path into the light,
That guides you from this earthly fight.

So the battle will be won,
Your time on earth is spent and done,
Your heart and soul will meet at last,
All those you loved from times gone past.

© Copyright Patrick Fisher September 2017