Depression love--madness and past------All await to fill this undug GRAVE
Inside this undug grave
sitting on a waiting game
unexplained, you expect me to crave
those words which listen before there ever said
words released in a wished upon death
Capture me
im easy to watch bleed
mercy is the seat
threaded in barbed defeat
eaten bones make us choke
deaths a little living joke
Silent stars breathing in a night
filled in the glass held jars
no sound but this pain
my darkness is the only gain
insanity you hold my hand
crushed as the flower seed
quietly I cry in the bedrooms
of misted past
Quietly the room nights
sink as drifting ships
smooth the surface touch
quietly my lover's flay
this prey which prayerÂ
blinked and washed away
Outside the shaken scene
I lay on frozen snowy sheets
spread in the angel's shadow
my limp pulse taken in gifted dreams
Quietly the icy tears
collected to be raised as
resurrected fear
this corpse
in a mirror smiles
another broken romantic piece
left on the soiled beach
to roll with a spiralling Atlantic wave
and rest
quietly
as only death will ever save
to fill his undug grave
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Comments
Brilliantly put Terry Terri Zo
"Death's a little living joke"..
Great line XÂ
thanx for reading xxx