What Remains

"Come to me."
He is calling.
"Come to me."
The pain grows worse.

"Come to me."
He is calling.
"Come to me."
I must go.

"Come to me."
His will is strong.
"Come to me."
The darkness returns.

"Come to me."
I will go.
"Come to me."
Anger grows deep.

"Come to me."
The emptiness looms
"Come to me."
I can't go.

"Come to me."
He insists.
"Come to me."
His voice grows cold.

"Come to me."
The darkness calls.
"Come to me."
But I resist.

"Come to me."
His anger grows.
"Come to me."
I start to go.

"Come to me.
You wretched soul.
Come to me."
I hesitate.

"Come to me."
His voice grows weak.
"Come to me."
I shall not go.

"Come to me."
I barely hear him.
"Come to me."
A final plea.

"Let me help."
A new voice calls,
So gentle and kind.
"Let me help you heal."

"Come to me."
But I can not go.
"Let me heal."
But I do not trust.

The pain is great.
It won't be healed.
The pain is strong.
And he understands.

He will not leave,
Though I push so hard.
He will not leave.
Though I can not come.

By my side,
He'll always stay.
In my heart,
He'll always lie.

I can not come.
Not just yet.
I can not come.
I'm too afraid.

I trusted before.
The darkness came.
I trusted before.
The pains still there.

I can not trust.
I hurt too much.
I can not trust.
He still remains.

"Love conquers all"
Or so he says.
I see no love.
Just the pain.

A time will come,
When the pain will leave.
A time will come,
But not today.

Today is pain,
That never ends.
Today is sorrow.
No tears are shed.

No tears may come.
They're locked away.
No tears are shed.
Not today.

When they come,
The pain will flow.
When they come,
Hope will return.

The pain remains.
Not like before.
The pain remains.
But so does he.