Evermore

In the throes of evermore, evermore my dear.
Do I wallow in the facts love, for all our writes eternal words, we know the truth.
We expire like a gallon of milk
We become empty flesh that
Rots
It just is hard to wrap ones head around a jolly nonsense
When your corpse is in view
I shake it off as one must do
And find a can of beer
If that don't help My sleepless night, I go out walking on the
Weir
Where water makes a sound of grace😍,it shows me there's a force in play
A  Devine presence that I must see and put my fears into the wide open recticle
And listen for a distant voice 
If an angel I used to know.