From greaving

I wroght this when I lost someone I loved

I can't forget him
I can't be with him
What's so good about livening? If your not here.
Cought between two
I can fell him
Yet can't hold him
He live but not
My heart is hurts confused, dazed
It reaches its point
Left broken and renched
No longer with you
No longer with us
A percents felt
By one alone
not by others
Not wounted by others

I'd give my blood my life my heart my freedom
For you
So why .... why did you leave?
Who ...  Ended you?
Now an angle in sorrow and death
Entirnity at your hands