...Shadows of a long fallen tear

Dreary demise of well-weathered ties
Tomorrow marks the falling of my sky
In a moment it seems a year has passed
Yet the shadows never moved, nor unmasked
Reasons, still I cannot grasp
They preach of how every loss is a lesson
Yet it does not lessen
Pain of a stricken friend
Lost in the end
Her touch as I felt her soul fade away
Haunts me every day
Tell me when am I to awaken from the screams
 into the butterfly of tomorrows’ dreams