catching blood stained tears
falling from the sky,
as death is calling softly.......
whispering dark secrets in my ear,
i am falling,
falling back into the grave,
a crossless mound of dirt,
for purity does not deserve,
does not deserve to drown in my sins........
the water is rising,
coldly, i'm slipping under,
let numb, frozen sleep consume me,
just stand there, smiling.........
watch me die in all my pain..........
gently lay me down,
resting on a soft, sweet rose,
petals falling all around,
close your eyes
as in darkness watching,
seeing me as i slowly drift away.......
small drops of blood,
vainly shed for you,
are tainting every moment now,
the ground is burning away............
and every time your mind is cleared,
think of me fondly,
remember to gently lay
a blood-red rose upon my grave,
a silent, morbid reminder
of death so close to your heart.........
staining your life in crimson shades,
as i whisper to you now,
come with me................... |
