Unbirthdays and Regrets... Bleak forboding, your eyes
tell me a story
dark tortured lost, your soul
beckon me eternally
my bones are crushed
my heart is slush
forgiving and kindly
soft and underminding
and only my skull remains
only my skull is here in your hands
don't fear
and don't shed a tear
I'm not worth it,
my skull is not worth it
blood from my body
long since stained the floor
blood from my memories
flows freely on my skeletal hands
undead not living
yet here I stand
here I stand
and even if I stand for the final time
I will stand with you for as long as you need
then I'll crumble into the earth
and lose my memories
my memories
Fade away
like the smoke from a chimney
they fade away so quickly
without a chance to say goodbye
not here my soul is off drifting
and I can only see
what my corpse is doing
but I don't feel
warm flesh across my tired frame
my no longer lonesome skeletal remains
and only the only thing I guess
Is letting this scar be shown from my chest
the secret I kept so dear
no I do have my problems
and I have my fears
but I will fly to you
and I will catch your tears
or fall
and I will fall forever
if I could see you one last time
before I die tonight
alone and cold
my life was not to bright
unless you lightened my doorstep
mirrors, I dare not look at them
I would see right through me
old flesh wounds reappearing
and waiting
I wait
and I could wait for another full eternity
feeling like one night
one lonley night so cold
dark and disturbing
I won't give in too easy
no
no, no I wont but I am
no tears for me
drink away the pain
and forgive your guilt away
feel no remorse
for the sadness you caused today
angst unbeknownst
anxiety was toast
compared to the suffering
that you endure each day
and I will not pray
no god darkens my door no way
will there be such a being
to forgive everything that I've done
send me to hell tonight
send me to hell tonight
so that I may be engulfed in the flames next morning
speak of jesus at my funeral
I won't attend my own corpse's renewal
find another sucker priest
find another sap
I know my own and I know my soul
and it's not from some god to laugh
but if there is a god.
may I be struck down right now
let him slash me with a whip so pure with light
light up my room tonight
light up my life tonight
light up my soul and tell me you'll stay
no
and only my bones remain
for I did not die today
its my unbirthday.
Kinda two poems shoved together. Enjoy
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