Afterlife
Staring out the window to obscure clustering clouds holding mystery
Where wonderful souls find a last home as the end of their life history
I slowly comb my hair, my reflection looking back at me in the mirror
When suddenly see him standing there as my vision becomes clearer
Severely shocked by what my eyes perceived and I quickly run away
Such a bewildering array of nature, escaped to the oh so peaceful bay
Printed my footsteps into the soil, leaving a trace of my followed path
Bashful continuing road to the open sea, scared about death’s wrath
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But those fears are soothed as the cold water slowly covers my feet
Go in a bit deeper yet I remain discrete until I see your image beneath
Rapidly turn around to abandon horrid picture of you being this close
I refuse to believe in ghosts but cannot deny what just been exposed
Wind blowing through my hair, transferring your screams from above
Nightmares filled my life after you were gone but nothing I dreamed of
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Can be compared to this, I feel your frigid unstable breath in my neck
A shiver goes down my spine; you left me behind as emotional wreck
Seeing you everywhere I look and sensing your presence in every place
Longing for a last embrace as I’m constantly confronted with your face
Run back to our little cabin where we shared so many nights before
Drag my scarred corps back to my bedroom as I stare at the shore
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When I cannot believe this unbelievable sight and vibe combined
As I view another pair of footsteps firmly printed next to mine