Poems from Robin Lee
Mode of survival
Living is not for the weak
Strength to last the day
Searching for this truth
Much to gain and much to lose
In my search for You
Leave the shallows for the deep
Leave the dark so I can seek
Leave doubt and distrust behind
Leave the shadows for the light
Promised moon and stars
But gave an eternity
This lonely torture
You left me behind
My heart lost with you in death
Carry you with me