the beggining of lost
started a story of the end
in the dream of memories
hardship of lost feels alone
everything lost and forgottan
how easy for death to invite the living
the last thing lost
the last ride we take of life
i was dreaming the tears
in my heart it was death
how I long for the end
i miss the start to the truth
one more time for this child
one last ride to invite death
if this was the last poem