An Elegy - Poem by mayonaisse baby
It has been a decade since she passed. Each moment harder than the last. She hunts me in my dreams. And never seems to pardon my sins.
She appears to me dressed in white. And always seem to emit a light. Her very presence gives me such fright. That all I can do is to take flight.
It doesn’t help that my dreams, conjure images of her taking my life.
With an object known as a butcher knife. I curse the disease that struck her heart. And mourn by expressing myself in art.
It seems in the land of dreams. Her life qualities seem to cease. Like the fact that she was sweet and kind. And always held my hand. Instead in my dreams she is shaking me terrified. And I am in such fright I don’t realize none but my fear.
But as it was once said: life goes on and on. From dusk to dawn. I am done my mourn. And am looking expectantly at the sun. Awaiting to be reborn.
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