RELENTLESS-revised

 
RELENTLESS
 Brief and sweet imaginings
That’s what they are
Scenes of yesterday played
Again and again
Wishes and fantasy
The vileness of reality.
There are those pains that never heal
A battered soul that still will f eel
Heart's crucifixion
For someone who
Had been so much a part of you.
We also die who remain behind
Haunted by memory
No flesh to hold
No one to console.
Ghosts of past happenings.
For some Faith
Is  the opiate for escape.
But truly there is none.
Our  prayers are for the dead
Our sorrow for the living.
But life finds a way:
Different yet the same
Relentless
We breathe on
To listen to another's song.
And no longer dread our final sigh.
Knowing
Someone is waiting and standing by.