Do Not Succumb to Death's Call for Your Soul

Saerika Reed

The ache of loneliness, a blackened hole,

Creates a torrent, or a single tear;

Do not succumb to death's call for your soul.

Committed partner, a coveted role,

Alas! The bond is murdered by a spear;

The ache of loneliness, a blackened hole.

This life and this love he selfishly stole,

And gave to the one whom he now holds dear.

Do not succumb to death's call for your soul.

Cherished existence that was falsely whole,

Destroyed by betrayal and lies that sear;

The ache of loneliness, a blackened hole.

Oh heal, blistered heart! The ultimate goal.

Compress isolation with faith and cheer;

Do not succumb to death's call for your soul.

Shun any union that mimics a shoal,

The shallow, not solitude, we should fear.

The ache of loneliness, a blackened hole.

Do not succumb to death's call for your soul.


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