Gone

Everything can go

In but a breath

An impulsive mess

Ushering in death

To all I value

All I hold dear

The mind falls

And can no longer hear 

Is there healing 

For this madness 

That banishes every 

Form of gladness

Who will rejoice 

In this hopeless rhyme 

Frozen is beauty 

Painful is time 

Religion slips through my heart

Like a shooting star

I rejoice in its beauty

Then it's gone forever far 

Like everything 

It's all subject to change 

Who can come to me 

And my illness rearrange