The Sadness of His Lost Time

Sorrow filled me as light to a dark room
In my ears ringed his laughter
My eyes saw his soul
My heart felt the pain of his youngest

I sat in a chair across him
I felt the despair in the room
The sadness surrounding every soul
He was no more

The thought crossing my mind
of his lost time
He was too young
It was not his time

The pain in my chest to hard to bear
I run and run until I am not near
better place says my mind he's in
His soul is free