Fair Well

Mourn me
Cry when I am underneath
Feel the dirge through your soul
As I bid you farewell

Did my best
Nothing was ever perfect
Flaws and bestowments
Through the gasping of these roots

Blood, Sweat, Tears
Gave all of my best
Failed some, Made some happy
As the others only loved me
For the position I was in

Black lights
Deadened leaves
Burnt mistletoes
As I leave you
With bloody kisses

Oh, Mourn me
Cry when I am underneath
Feel the dirge through your soul
As I bid you farewell


Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
4/18/10