Torn by Tragedies

Winters veil touches my soul, it covers so beautifully patching this hole
so deep inside the cores of this frail body torn by broken dreams, torn by tragedies. My days feel so long, since the passing of you dear, oh how i wish you could be here. Stand beside me now and I'll breath in your beauty.
Stand with me when I reach the gates up high. Oh how I long to touch the sky. Now torn by tragedies, as I stare into your eyes. Once more I want to embrace your beauty, once more I want to hear the song. The song you played that night when were torn from each other. The night we sat under the moon with no covers. Oh, how i long to take back the days. Oh , how my heartaches when i pray. So shine now, my morning star, how beautiful you still are. I see you up high above me,  oh how much could you have loved me. Now your just memories. The picture sits on my nightstand,
your lockett necklace in my hand, and I close my eyes. As I look high into the skies. My conscience leaves reality as i sleep, I begin to dream. I feel your presence near, but I wish you could be here. I open up my eyes for a brief second as I gaze into the corner of the room. What could it be, are you standing there where I used to read.  In The window , shines a light , a mystical sight, am I dreaming? A hazy shadow stands in the corner, as I trace its outline I realize it is you. I can still picture your beauty the same way as yesterday. Oh, how Im torn by this tragedy, but I can still hold onto the precious memories.