Vacant Memories Poem by Ace Of Black Hearts

Hello there, don't despair.
For I know, I know oh I know how to lift you up.
Bringing the heavens down to you.

Music to put out the cold.
A fire to make you young again.
If only for second, temporary bliss.
Planting a seed in what seems to be decay.
Praying it grows.

Hello there, there must be something in the air.
For I know, I know, oh I know this won't be the last night.
Just lay with me, and lets look above at the stars.

Music to remind our souls.
Clearing out the cobwebs with such a simple photograph.
Bearing down on the past.
Like a book you start reading, but don't need finish.
Going hey I remember this.
Remembering such a profound, yet faint memory.

Hello there, are you prepared?
For I know, I know oh I know how we got here.
Bringing it back you.

Rewinding, re-writing, fighting, for what's left.
Is it ever fair?
The disease sucks your life away from you.
Slowly eating, bit by bit, nothing left.
Who am I you ask?
Such a rotten task.
But I owe everything to you.

Hello there, emptiness laid bare.
For I know, I know, oh I know the shame you wear
Exposure to things you use to be able to do.

All but bed ridden, no words can explain the pain.
Some days I feel as if I'm going insane.
You don't even remember your name.
The flesh and soul have divided.
An equation I can't conquer, a no solution riddle.
No method to the madness of the rhythm playing this fiddle.

So I say hello there, to the blank stare.
I know, I know, oh I know those cloudy eyes.
They have been devouring everything that I use to enjoy.

Sadness extends like an arm trying to pull me down.
Into the depths of hell.
Within a human prison compelled to forget all you know.
Welcome to the end of the show.
Then it happens, to the hospital, on a ventilator.
Decisions I don't want to make.

So one last hello there, as I sign the legal letter.
I know, I know, oh I know what it feels like.
My choice, my voice, my final words.
Suffer not, for a better place you must go.
Because it is the only hope I have.