Haunted by your ghost of the grave,
hearing your screams in my head,
wanting me to join you in the quiet,
pulling me closer to the pine box,
I cry in the breathless twilight,
hoping this torture was but a dream,
wishing you never left me for death,
dieing slowly in wait of salvation,
chained by your lonliness in darkness,
I can't let go of you and your light,
yet I cannot join you in your grave,
haunted by my guilt of that night,
knowing it was I that drove you away,
it was I that sent you to your death.
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