He stormed out in anger
In full rage that he wouldn’t look back
Furiously he walked on and on
Until he reached a secluded place
The graveyard
He cried out in desperation
Shedding all his grief
To the cold tombstones
Who silently witnessed it
A mortal, unheard
Had not even a spirit to comfort
He closed his eyes shut
Embracing more darkness in a already dark night
Breathing to breathe his last.
Distracted by a strange light
He opened his eyes to see the culprit-the dawn
And closer stood a frail shadow pointing out to him
” life is still better for you, go seek it yourself,
For now get up, that tomb is owned by me!!!”
In full rage that he wouldn’t look back
Furiously he walked on and on
Until he reached a secluded place
The graveyard
He cried out in desperation
Shedding all his grief
To the cold tombstones
Who silently witnessed it
A mortal, unheard
Had not even a spirit to comfort
He closed his eyes shut
Embracing more darkness in a already dark night
Breathing to breathe his last.
Distracted by a strange light
He opened his eyes to see the culprit-the dawn
And closer stood a frail shadow pointing out to him
” life is still better for you, go seek it yourself,
For now get up, that tomb is owned by me!!!”
Copyright ©2015 by Elvira Lobo- Its My Life
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