Keep Calm and Beethoven On: Day 28: Illusion of death

Monday, April 28, 2014

Day 28: Illusion of death

Can you get me

Through the night

Without leaving

With a fright

Can you tell me

Why if dead

Why there's aching

In my head

Bones are crunching

'Neath my feet

My head pounding

To a beat

Falling flailing

Heart is gone

Going leaving

Won't be long

Finally I'll

Be in ground

Stone overhead

Dirt surrounds

Wishing I could

Breathe my last

But I can't die

Spells been cast

Buried under

'neath a tree

Wish someone could

Come see me

Angels watching

Through the mist

As my body

Writhes and twists

Hands are holding

Heart's last beat

Knowing now that

Death will cheat

Graves are swallowed

You shall see

There will soon be

No more me

2 comments:

Willa NicoleApril 28, 2014 at 11:41 AM
This is so cool! Love it!
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A snippet of my mind...

In my dreams, I see words. They float around, just out of my reach. I wonder what they say, what story they tell. What lesson they teach. But even as I more forward to reach them, they pull back, not wanting to come out. A secret running away from it’s keeper. But when I wake, I feel them. I can almost hear them. The words. They fall upon me, begging to break out onto the blank page of my notebook. But then, I fall to the ground, defeated by the words. Because the words are too strong. Too powerful. But still, beautiful and fair. And though I know if I go any closer, run for them, I will fall. Because gorgeous as they are, they are deadly. They will kill me when the story comes to an end. Because all words have a beginning and an end, but the end is always more brutal. For the end, is when the story’s heart stops beating, and when it does, it takes a piece of my soul with it.