Bones

The bones of the past 

They haunt me

The blood of the past 

Spills over me

The sins of the past 

Cause many tears

 

I had a dream one night

I was walking  through 

A field of complete waste

Bones started coming 

Out of the ground 

Voices from these remains 

Started accusing me

Of such shame

As punishment 

I am to walk the Earth 

Alone until the end of time

 

In a stack of bones 

Their skulls start chanting 

Accusations

"You left me hungry"

"You did not cloth me"

"You left me in the cold"

On and on The accusations 

Without end

Blood starts in the center

Of the stack

Spilling 

Pouring 

Everywhere 

Coating Everything 

But 

I had already

 

moved on

 

Ghosts float around me

Taunting and screaming 

Their curses

They throw their bones

At me

I beg forgiveness 

They give me none

 

I woke in a pool of sweat

Tears streaming 

Down my face

"I'm sorry"

 

 

Their bones foevet haunt me 

Their blood spilt upon me

Their voices constantly scream

 

I can not run

I can not hide