Ivory skin, your body’s still warm
Don’t you leave me here,
My heart’s not ready to mourn
Tired eyes, not yet closed
Don’t you leave me here,
Be my perfect ghost
Your heart, is beating
I have hope
That you’re not yet leaving
Don’t you leave me here
I refuse to cope
The sun will rise
The sun will set
But you’ll be gone,
And I won’t forget
The river still runs
The creek still flows
But you’ll be gone
And my heart will slow
A quiet rain hides my teary eyes
Nowhere to run; nowhere to hide.
Your skin is too cold for me to touch
I can’t look away, it hurts too much.
Sunny days have disappeared
No more sunlight to dry my tears
Your heart is slowing
Why can’t I find your pulse?
I wait for movement
But your body won’t twitch, move, or convulse
You’re gone.