Why didn't you come to my death?
Didn't you want to stoop, listen for the last beat?
You would've loved to make the call,
have me carted away and carved up like meat.
Come hold a mirror, see and forever hold my last breath.
To think that after, you would go through my things,
exclaiming "What a damned mess!!"
My plot, the one I'd always dreamt about,
will it be kept all tidy and neat?
Death, however, won't do a thing to stop you
from occupying MY favorite seat.
Why would I ever imagine anything less?
Didn't you know?, I'm still around, clanking my banal chains
You have to know, since you've rummaged through every stage
of MY life.
Come to me, I'm still around, wandering the forlorn mists...
To be perfectly honest, I'm trying not to place any blame,
My only goal is to escape,
escape this ever-present strife....
Death,however, won't allow me to see if I'm really all that missed.

Thanks Mirror

Thanks MzEm...I tried

wowee!

I missed you and I was only gone for awhile ...

Deeply touching,,, and yes Darlin you would be missed

Good write {{{fusion}}} and blush some more
cause you would be missed...

Brilliant