Early November Mourning

The rain falls down upon me and the wind blows through my hair.

I can feel the pain of heartbreak all around.

Another season turns. I think of all the things I’ve learned

as I watch the fallen leaves touch to the ground.

I can’t help myself, all the pain that I felt

still leaves me with these empty eyes.

I point to my scars as I look to the stars

and I scream, “Why did you have to die?!"

Someday I’ll see you, someday we’ll meet again.

Someday, I promise you. I just don’t know when.

The memories often haunt me, planting visions in my head

but this place is always closure for me.

I sometimes think I hear you and I wonder if you’re there,

just another part to my reality.

I can’t help myself. All the pain that I felt

still leaves me with these empty eyes.

I point to my scars as I look to the stars

and I scream, “Why did you have to die?!"

Some day I’ll see you. Someday we’ll meet again.

Someday, I promise you. I just don’t know when.

Someday I’ll see you, somewhere beyond the stars.

I hope that we remember who we are.

Do I disappoint you or make you proud?

What star should I point to when I sing out loud?