Cemetary Of My Thoughts Poem by robert ortiz

I dream of running
Running and falling
Falling into an empty grave
My heart beats fast and faster
For iI know danger is ahead
As iI stand
iI watch the execution of my lover
iI know iI will suffer
Through my own foolishness
iI stand here in the cemetarycemetery of my thoughts
iI listen and speak with an enemy
iI know iI must be cautious in my dealings
iI bend over iI pickup
The skull of someone once alive
iI know iI may discover some hidden secret
Deep inside my mind
iI wonder what will it be
Will my past catch up to me
Before iI get a chance
To live a free mans life
WhatsWhat’s wrong with me?
iI hear the laughter of a madman
When therestheirs no one around
iI look over my shoulder
iI see some children gathering
Flowers in the cemetarycemetery
iI see to my right
Elderly people putting flowers on a grave
Could it be mine?