The lack of light persuades me to grieve more
Confined and tortured by the pains of a disease
Already I have lost the one admired.
His sudden absence made my heart feel torn.
He did not wish to hurt me or displease
The lack of light demands that I grieve more
I feel like an old bull fighter who’s gored.
And nothing seems to help or even ease
Already I have lost the one adored.
My heart,my mind,my innards all feel sore
As if I have with strange evil one conceived
The lack of light makes me,my heart grieve more
Upon his person all my love was poured
Yet now I feel so grievously misused
I know I ‘ve lost the one whose love restored
My mind and feelings utterly confused
My heart seems dead and all connections’ fused
The lack of light allows me to grieve sore.
I can’t believe I’ve lost him evermore.
How my heart sings 