Devine...

Every now and then...
I think back to when...
I was so very happy...
now I always feel crappy.

Lost so many loved ones.
oh how I miss them tons.
only two friends left now...
all I can think is 'wow'.

Followed the wrong path...
now suffering the wrath...
of the almight power...
that makes me very sour.

Like walking on broken glass...
only its the metal brass...
that is on the mantle...
an urn next to a candle.

Now I must join them...
go and join Him...
leaving life behind...
dying is so devine.