Graveyards (Edit) 12/25/01
Pull me under
Into my eternal slumber
For I have no future
And life as I know is over
Delusion of grandeur
I see my life collapse
Into a green sea of stone pillars
Of those who rest before me
Along my destiny I saunter
Amongst the dead who linger in silence
I walk a lethargic pace Despondent and negligent
Starring at my future
A diminutive grin on my face
I fear not what I thrust for
But I fear what is to follow
Uphold the irons and rage this inclination
I’ve grown closer to my last chapter
The scorched page
My joie de vivre
This incarcerate I am to be liberated
To be free from a life of wretchedness and antipathy,
And to be held with the best anticipation
A new initiation in tranquility and contentment
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