I'd fuckin offer this, knowing it's just a thing that popped into my head some time ago, but seems to fit. if, it can be of use:
to hold the souls of the dead
in your grasp
and as if to say:
"no, don't go, I want you."
"it's all about me..........and my desire"
don't follow the light, don't do what must be done.
I, am what's important.
linger, here, suffer, as I do.
no, no, that's not right.
We hold memory dear, we dream, we re-live
we miss them and want the best.
we must let go........
we must allow them, to travel to the distant shore,
to wake, from the nightmare we hold them in.
How selfish, to hold them here........their love for you
remains, but, the body does not......and, the soul is tortured.
release, love and release, for it is the way of things.
will you meet again? who knows, one would think not,
but, as souls intertwine, and pass each other in the crowded place of man..........one can hope, only to recognize........but, one can hope to catch the tide, as well.............
I loved you
I love you
and on this plane, I always will.
I will remember,
and, I will let you go.
Go, go now to your destiny, seek the path, find the bed, rest, and start again........