[FOLLIES], King of the Inconsequential.

The falls of the folly call to cure. 
A love that’s lost and can’t endure.
A faith portrayed by man’s unknowing
A cease of life – the heart stops flowing
I pray to you to hear my sorrow
Tears flow now and bleed tomorrow
The void you leave grows wider still
Diminishes the course of my free will
I love you madly, deeply and will until…

I can’t even say.
Will it ever be?