Where Life is Nought

Life is but of life.

The rules have brought you here my love.

Thee angelic darkness that holds me bound to this universe

Life is but of life

And death is so of such

And I wake up alone

Bound to this wasteland universe

Dead of faith but full of hope

In a world full of infinities and what if’s

There is nothing for me here

And being a part of your infinity is something that we cannot have

That I cannot have

Life is but of life

And death is but of such

I can pretend that these short infinities that I live in are with you, but this life is not for that.

These little infinities come in numbered days and these little numbers are much too short lived without you

Life is but of life, but the heartache is not long lived as I have lived.

Life is not a thing without you.

And numbered infinities will not be long enough without you