Is it the end?

A period of solemness
Silently so
The sanctified realm
Not wanting to go
Breathing incessantly
Drawing down soul
Recalling a best friend
In what is a role
She has in your life
Every moment when she
Answered a gaze
And you needed to be
Near her that need
As powerful as hell
Laid out on a bed
Under her spell

Every single memory
Flashes before
The love of your life
You just want some more
Fading just weaker
Finally you
Feel your eyes glazing over
As dead eyes tend to do

Two shots of lemon glucose later
I woke up ALIVE