as I sit by your grave mourning

memories of beauty wash over me

memories of love never to be matched again

memories of the time when hope shined

as I sit by your grave mourning

I realize that to mourn what never was

I realize that to be broken by an illusion

I realize that to not see for the first time

with clarity and honesty

would be a bigger loss

than trying to revive someone

that so easily abandoned me

suddenly I feel the chains break apart

I am ready to accept and forget

what was but a beautiful dream turned nightmare

I am ready to rise up

walk away and embrace

life that is worthy of me

I am ready for

peace