I covered up my tears,
with my make-up...
Years have come and gone,
Since the day you have dissapeared...
If I die tonight,
Let my soul to flight...
2014-03-27 02:14 AM
It's been years...
It's a lovely casket, my grandmother said
With tears in my eyes, I nodded my head...
Death comes sweeping in like a cold crisp fog
Taking down and announcing the end of a hog...
When she wants peace
She picks up the blade...
You Won't Believe Me
-Jose De Jesus Zepeda...
The place was set completely ablaze
There was nothing left, but her terrified gaze...
Sinking down
My lungs plead...
Wet. Fresh. Cleansing.
Deafening in sound...
Joy and mirth
came with birth...