A feeling of emptiness, and a sense of great sadness run deep within my soul Like a part of me has been lost, something is missing, and doesn't feel right Feelings and emotions all get confused, and nothing really makes much sense Ever since the day when everything went dim, and somebody turned out the light That day was surely to be expected, although you can never be fully prepared To hear the news, that he has breathed his last, and he has finally passed away Having departed from this life, with the realisation that he will not be seen again So many unanswered questions do I have, and yet I have so few words left to say

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