• vera_anne_wolf 30w

    All That Remains

    And all that remains are broken bones
    Left in a pile she once called home.
    The fire burnt out long ago…
    Where she went, nobody knows.

    A veil of ash upon her face
    What fire took can’t be replaced.
    All her dreams are filled with ghosts…
    But when she wakes she’s still alone.

    A melted photograph remains
    Upon a tombstone with two names.
    Where angels and gods all turned away…
    From the one who wished she hadn’t stayed.

    Time moves on without a tear
    She was but a soul who lingered here.
    Until she breathed her last with grace
    With a smile of relief upon her face.

    All that remains are dust and names,
    But I feel her smiling all the same.