A name haunted a restless
existence,
It gave breath
It gave torment
It gave life
The name became forsaken
Just like the now dead
carrier,
A name is salvation
Our therapist on dark days
The fire that enchants
cold hearts,
The sacrifice in a storm
The pain that drags
The lost forward
It is a memory
You hear it chanted
When it burns upon a
tongue,
The now deceased soul
Wails in joy
They hold knowledge
The knowledge of never
being forgotten,
In the future
There is a horizon
You will feel
The warmth of love
As a lost name is finally
restored,
There was a name
Never spoken
Now it whispers from my
lips,
Marcy
That was the echo killing
slowly,
Marcy
That was the name
The name never forsaken
