If Life Is Twice As Pretty Once You're Dead. [Acrostic]

In the emptiness that swallowed her soul she
Fidgets, tracing along the dark oak, her

Life fading before her
Icy eyes. But inside the casket she cries,
For she knows this is the end, but
Eternity never seemed so close.

I can see her now, with lines decorating the
Sides of her blue eyes, and

Tears are streaming down her foundation disguise,
Whispering to her
'If life is twice as pretty once you're dead, then
Call yourself beautiful Darling for
Eternity is swallowing you whole, and your

Absence is claiming you the new trend, for they'll
Soon say that you fall with class.'

Pretty rose petals lay on top of her beating chest,
Rising and falling with each last breath she takes.
Envelopes sealed with a bloody kiss lay,
Tampered with but never read.
Tears stain and smear the ink but she knows
You never meant the words you tried to say.

Out of the blue and into the black, she
Never knew just how to say that she
Cared and you were the only one for her -
Empty words from a broken heart tremble but,

Yet, the sun continues to dry
Out the rain falling all around and from
Under the tree branches there sits three abandoned
Roses, thorns pricking out from the
Empty grave,

Deserted with no hope and no sympathy -
Except from one bitter man, eyes swollen
And blood shot red from the whiskey, but
Death is screaming his name inside his head.

- Jenna.Elphick
April 4, 2007.

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Acrostic Poetry is where the first letter of each line spells a word, usually using the same
words as in the title.

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