I sat by my tombstone, the moment was forever
I dreamt of the times when I thought we'd be together
The folly of my ways, and I never moved forward
As slowly to my day of my death I moved towards
Unknown were the paths to me, though I knew
That if I had fought all, I'd have made it through
Then I wailed in the corpse, suddenly entrapped
By the breathe of death, drowned into the dark
Detached from the land of the living, unawakened
Deep in the slumber of death since when I was taken
The tears of my spirit nurtured flowers at my grave
Through the casket I could see family finally wave
Like a statue by my coffin I sit with my arm akimbo
I ponder what can never be as my soul's lost in limbo
I'm numb in the moment, and this feels like it won't end
Head bowed in regret, seems death is my only friend
Copyright © 2009 Anthony Phillips (DUNTEE)
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