Posted:Wed Jan 7, 2009 10:00 AM CST
ECSTASY OF DEATH
Tis the morning of my death
No one but the birds to hear
I have waxen pale face
And a mask of streaked tears
I inside am numb vacant and alone
My heart is dead turned to marbled stone
There is no pulse beating inside me
I am death alive in misery
And I look at the pills in the packet
They shine so prettily in bright jacket
And with water sitting in bottle near
I watch those little pills disappear
It is the morning of my death
For you chose for me to die
When you came to me this time
With yet another lie
I am waiting until you think
I am safe and secure
And then you will find me
DEAD forever more.
Now the pills are moving all around
Things are spinning and i feel sound
No pain no agony no sheer hell
Death looks welcoming for a spell
And this is the destruction married man you did
When your lies and deception and conscience you hid
May you live with the image of my body at your door
The MISTRESS YOU NEEDED....... NO LONGER YOUR WHORE
And the darkness embraces
Eternal peace for me
I shall never love you again
That makes me so free.
A BLUE ROSE