Wake

Darkness fails my eyes
The cold speaks through its silence —
That thread is now cut.

The last journey completed
And with it, the last respite.

We face, but do not see,
Turn back to find no shadows —
The moon sighs softly.

Darkness descends upon us
The forest murmurs its peace.

You lie unmoving,
Moonlight shines upon my tears —
The final goodbye.