The Call Of Love

31 October, 1975

Today I rode a star from light to darkness
At the speed of death,
I was in full flight for the ending of my life.
Despair crept into my bones as I layed on the
Floor in shock,
A black hole appeared in my framework of life
As though caused by a rock.

The love of my life had died that day
At the hands of fate,
An entity so pure just scattered into the
Winds of life.
Such beauty - dead for evermore,
To think that she might have become my wife.

Happiness had gone, the shrouds of darkness
Had befallen my soul.
I had entered a dark tunnel,
No ending.
I was lost.
Without a light to follow, I’m dead.
I need her love.

I am so alone now, in this world,
With luck I’ll die – don’t like reality,
Entertainment and work is monotonous.
My body’s lost its lust for immortality.
I’ve been crying now for days,
I found it hard at first…
It’s the only way I can relieve the tension…
The devil’s been near, he’s put on a curse.

The question of life is nearer now
Than it used to,
The answer sounds like the sweet call of spring,
Quite different from the sound of a sledgehammer
As it used to.
The finger of knowledge points implacably
At the answer that’s death.
I would like to die,
As nothing much left of my soul and mind
That was rent by her death.
I love her and will do for evermore.
I can’t stand the pain of her loss,
The call of her love is much too strong
For the call of life.
I’m coming my love.