Rescue Me

Laying speechless, my withered body has nothing left to suggest.
For 6 feet under, my still soul rests.
Arms wrapped so tightly around, asphyxiated my chest.
Sunken through, the pain to much to digest.
The reapers vengeance will take its toll when the time is best.
With frail words, I make a request.
For when I stroll through the valley of dead, my mind will no longer wait depressed.

"Rescue me", my heart cries out to a enticing white light.
Rescue me from the things he does out of spite, rescue me from what doesn't feel right.
Rescue me and I will stand tall and guard thee like a knight.
Rescue me and for nights on end Shakespeare I will recite.
Rescue me and we will forever dance the night, your body next to mine with true passion to ignite.

In death we will live like gods in our very own heaven we may call home.
For if you do not rescue me, I will be forced to stay here alone.
There are not others problems to fix here, simply just our own.
Our bodies left six feet under, our names etched in stone.

In death we shall forever be.
For in life holds the key.
Although some may disagree,
In life holds the key, I guarantee.