Lost a friend in a sandstorm,
Like ice melting in the Sahara.
Sad, like a shotgun marriage,
Shocking pink in the mirage.
Thinking of blunders as a breathless savage,
But I will be okay eventually.

I am getting better like a profitable business,
Though it's a balm of healing from loss and injury.

Life is not bleak in the dusk of pain.
Lost a friend;
Tears melt like butter in hot weather,
Burning the bush,
But I will pass by,
Even though it's hard to say goodbye.