Monday, December 12, 2016

Graveyard

Hans Holbein

Graveyard
You put me in the graveyard
Now I'm choking on the dirt.
You put me in your graveyard
So you cannot feel my hurt.
I'm dying slowly, lungs are filling up
with mud and worms and slime.
This heartbreaks lonely, nothing here
to hold me, just the passing time.
And if I lie awake here,
will I see your face before I die?
I know I won't. You said goodbye,
I just feed my soul with pretty lies.
You put me in the graveyard.
Will you watch as I decay?
Because now I'm in your graveyard,
and that's the only way you'll stay.
-Jesaka Leigh

No comments:

Post a Comment