Cemetery

D. SIN

Pieces of my heart 

Scattered through time and space

With every chip, I turn more to dust 

Like fireflies in the night sky

I can follow the trails to where the sorrow was planted 

Garden full of weeds and decay

Nothing beautiful grows here.

Pieces of me 

Taken from loss, from love

Unrecognizable in the land of the living 

My heart is a graveyard without a Tombstone.

Unmarked, where nobody comes to rest eternally.

Alas here in this dark, cold place 

A home of my own creation 

I am the cemetery 

 

  • Author: D. Sin (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 24th, 2022 23:19
  • Category: Gothic
  • Views: 10
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  • L. B. Mek

    wonderfully creative..
    thanks for sharing
    'now imagine all the remnant cemetery's
    beneath the flats and shopping malls
    we frequent..'
    lol

    • D. SIN

      Thank you!
      That is definitely a spooky thought



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