Death By Love?
In these shadows of darkness am I here by myself? Will I live in fear of finding another? There are so many questions. Do I have the time? who knows..
Excuse me love, sorry for the inconvenience, but may I have this dance?..
(Months pass, memories crash and burn into ashes;
For this shall be suicidal love).
For my memories shall lay in peace;
For my thoughts shall rest.
Under anesthesia where I must lay in these forsaken grounds;
Where we dig my shallow grave under this rotting oak tree;
Woken up from the lack of oxygen;
Clawing at the surface of the locked casket;
Looking into the dark;
Facing my fear of being buried alive;
Soon shall take my last breath.
The crows sitting on my grave stone
Which over years it crumbles to nothing
Where the maggots etching to find a way into my casket to eat my rotting flesh;
For after all the months without sleep,
I shall sleep forever
We sleep forever
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