CemeterySound Poetry

o'queery · 08-10-2013, 02:03 PM

Another night in
the Cemetery

Snow drifts
down like a sea
of white noise

Enveloping Your
silence..

my fears

I rub
my fingers across
Your name

The colours have
faded so much
like your breath

And

The tears just roll
icy velvet curtains
down my dirty
cheeks

Broken shovels
lay at my feet
abandoned

From hands
too splintered with despair,

to keep digging
up his shame

This murder
of you falls still..

lifeless against my
words

Your essence touches this air so much

It's cold and I
fúcking miss You

08-10-2013, 02:03 PM	#11
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