Friday, 14 June 2013

CROSSING HIM INTO LIGHT:

Incubus, pretending to be someone I know who,
I had never looked at in that way before.
We had some good times and shared a great love,
Before I realised: it's up to me to show him the door.

Take courage, my suicide friend,
Who is so afraid of what lies in wait,
Into the light with you - you can visit me still - peace
And relief lies beyond the gate.