One year has passed
They say nothing really last
Life comes at you way too fast
What is present is soon past
One year has passed.
One life has gone by
Not knowing whether to question why
Or figure how to survive a lie
With a demon that will never die
One year is now gone.
One whisper is spoken
Building back everything that was taken
Constructing all that was breaking
Happiness is real, no more faking
One year is history.
One soul is scurried
You lived life in a pace hurried
Running from yourself, always worried
But what once was is now buried
One year ago….
Here lies what was once a poor, helpless soul
We gather to say goodbye to him at his funeral
One year new
He made it through