Mournful Disclosure of the Dirge Kind

The graveyard kisses me deeply
Never leaving my side
Always being there
When all else fails

Death, I love you
Seduce this false hope
I have no choice
As my emotions destroy these thoughts
Enveloping my heart
With a cold slab epitaph
Dirge melodies of forbidden roams
Inside the mourning of my own wellbeing

Oh, Death slice me with you scythe
So my heart can bleed diligently

Haste this fate
Let me escape
Cannot do this on my own
Rid this flesh
Scar these emotions
Map forth this strife
So my spirit can finally dwell
Into the grasp of a torn illusion

Death, After all is said and done
Reincarnate me at once
So I can live again
With no sorrow, No dread
With happiness and joy
Compelling me to grace
Upon the knowledge of grieving
Where I shall be reborn again

Death, Help me dream again
For these past dreams were all lies

Death, Do I even exist?
Maybe I should fade away
I feel invisible anyways

Death, Why have you forsaken me?
Or was it I who forsaken myself?
Lessons learned, Knowledge found


Oh, How the pen can cure these emotions


Written By,
James Darwin Smith II
12/31/10