Eternal Sleep

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: February 03, 2007

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Submitted: February 03, 2007




One last memory is the spark in the night.

The desolation of the past illuminates my fright

I claw at my coffin

With fingers splitting and cracked

Like my soul so broken

In this world of lying fact


The smell of death splits the air

As I ly motionless

Begging once again for forgiveness

I only hear your haunting black laughter 

Peircing my thoughts

 My mind clouded by dreams so bare

But I dream not dreams

But sweet nightmares


Falling into blackness

Yet lying so still

My soul is rising

As my body descends

My skin so pale

And eyes so shadowed

My mind so blank

And heart so shaddered


I wonder now

Who or what lay so closely around

As i wonder through dispare

So far underground

Looking back on a life

Already remembered

scences aflame as my heart burns to embers

My flesh fowl and rotting

No blood or tears left to weap

As I ly so awake

Within the presence of

Eternal Sleep




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