My Heart, why must you die so slowly
while watching each sad passing day.
True Love, where have you hidden from me
while fading quietly away.

Unhurried Death, do come more quickly
and end the horror and the pain.
And Life, do be more kind and gentle
if choice is only to remain.

Drear Bounds, you grasp my fate and hold me
on earth where I have found no love.
Strong Chains, you tightly bind me helpless
on plains where I seek help above.

Dark Night, yes you are now my enemy
for you have left me to sad thoughts.
Lost Battles, never more remind me
that you should never have been fought.

Come Death and end both love and folly
and all that makes us silly fools.
Depart false Love and games of cunning
that follow tangled unknown rules

Sweet Dreams, you comfort me with promises
of someday finding heart's desire.
Relentless Time, you prove it otherwise
so I if wise well might retire.

- Robert Stone, 19 November 2010

The heart dies a slow death
with each passing day;
Never finding true love,
it quietly fades away.

Why does death not come quickly,
easing the horrific pain?
Life is not that kind, my dear;
You've no choice but to remain!

Earthbound is the fate for you,
never to know love;
Chains that bind you helpless,
seeking help from above.

Night is now the enemy,
having left you to your thoughts.
Reminding you of battles
that should never have been fought.

So death to love and such other folly;
They only make us fools.
Love is cunning, plays its games,
never telling us its rules.

Tis nice to dream that someday
you'll find your heart's desire;
but time has proven otherwise, poor child,
so you may as well retire!

- Rebecca Susan Odell, April 23, 2009