"Living Proof of Existence"

Screaming memories call

Clear vision blurs

Tears rain down in between each wave of realization

Senses reach the point of breaking

The pulse and surge of life plays tug-a-war with my emotions

All that was is caught in up the middle of what use-to-be

Days become markers in time

Like tombstones of years and moment put to rest

All etched with times and dates

Remembrance pays its due

I am the keeper of this

To define it with my own meaning

There is no rule to follow

Or right path to take

All that I know is...

I am not this which currently holds me still

I am the living proof of your existence

The honour carried in heritage

Sunlight to darkness...

Today to tomorrow...

Gives me hope for a better day

And like a melody once played

You are recalled and remembered fondly

So I walk forward...

With you as much as I do without you

Because sometimes you can't turn off the salt water rain from your eyes after the darkest of nights...

And the most terrible days...

Those tears were meant for existence...

To fall and to be experienced for a reason...

Its a final lesson taught...

An acknowledgment with grieving.

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