by Krystle McFadden Jan 24, 2005
category :
Sadness, depression /
about depression
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As he lies there in the ground, I feel no words can be found. On his grave is where i lay, untill the night turns to day. With this blade I will lie there forever by his side. His memory will forever haunt my soul, So now foreve my body will rot in this hole. i start to cut before the day then i see something coming my way. Is it true could it be he has come back to be with me the one i love i thought was gone It is he whom i wish to be shown. As the vivid hallucination fades, I cry aloud as a lone wolf would bay I steady the blade apon my chest, and utter the words he said before his final rest. "Don't be afraid, my love, my darkness, I'll always be with you, my soul you have harnessed..." I knew what he meant now, I felt him near... as the knife sunk in and I shed a crimson tear. On his headstone, my blood finally spilled. And I remembered the love we had just before he was killed |
by Kalika
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that was really touching, extremely sad, but very well written....keep it up!! |