Lost Love
Death, a world of silence and tranquility. No worries to think of or problems to ponder. I think of these things here amongst the headstones. Time slowly passing by as I sit among the dead in their troubleless slumber, I consider joining them.
Before Me lies my lost love, Blanketed by mother earth. i feel the cold steel press hard upon my wrist, the pain must be stopped, the sorrow must no longer be, Death seems the only way, I shall soon sleep an endless slumber.
But the evil within fights me, rips at my mind and soul, Killing the sanity That hides deep inside, Smashing butt of the knife against my cheek to regain some control, I've already lost some time ago, When I Lost Her...
It was a past time, A time when she lived, A time when we loved. Her beauty surpass any other, her voice soothed the soul. She understood and calmed the evil in my mind. It was locked away and she was the key to its demise.
Then that dreaded dark night, The night of loneliness and loss. They, the creatures that live in the shadows of trees. They brought on the madness, they brought on the fear, They killed my sweetness with a shimmering silver spear.
This act of unrightness crushed my soul, this act let the hate free. It broke them in to and let the fury burn. I watched as Her life slipped through my arms. Then drifted into blackness, wishing only to be with my love. Floated in the emptiness of my unconscious mind...
Here I huddle up close to her headstone, eyes closed, relief at long last. As snow blankets my love and me and mother nature blows me a kiss good night, released from the pains and worries am I, for now I join the endless sleep of Death.
Kathryn Williams 93