Now we are left all alone,
Wondering why you have gone.
There’s a void left in our souls,
Without those who set the tone.
We are here left standing still,
Face to the wind trying to heal.
There’s a hole left somewhere inside,
No place to run, no place to hide.
The pain left is so surreal, no telling lies let’s just get real.
The void left empty no one to fill,
This is why it’s called “the happy pill.”
Now we are left here just to deal,
With a loss feels so surreal.
Gained your wings on your own terms,
Heavens made of gold is what we heard.
The life lived we all have grown to share,
Helps fill the void and the air.
The time we had all etched in stone,
Story’s for life shall be told.
The pain left is so surreal, no telling lies let’s just get real.
The void left empty no one to fill,
This is why it’s called “the happy pill.”