Treasure Island

Steven Harris


Slowly To My Grave


On a summers night
death is creeping behind me
walking slowly
ready to grip me like a black vial
ready to take me by the hand
ready to walk me slowly to my grave
i better get ready
i better start to steady myself
drag myself atop a horse
ride on into the darkness of afterlife
let the clouds hover over the city
let everyone know about my impending doom
the loss of my life will be painful
the death of this body wont be remembered
the dark of this hot night will turn cold
as i ride over the hills
the song of the damned will be played out
as i join them atop of the dark mountain
the sweet sound of music will ring out
as i pass over to death
my grave is calling me
my dark death will now be a new home
i will chant it
and i look forward to it
as it creeps up behind me
waving a flag of blackness
it's time son
it's time to move over
walk over the crack in the road
time for the clock to stop ticking
and the grey cloud to swoop me up into its arms
nice death for me
here we go
the pain won't last long
and the song will be sweet
death is here
i welcome you
i welcome your grave.

Submitted: Sunday, June 09, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, July 31, 2013

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