Echoing Weeps Poem by Crimson Love

Eyes close,
in an embrace of forever,
Never do they long to part,
but forever remain together.

My arm lays extended,
reaching towards,
An angel deemed death,
Frozen hands,
hold on to such a dear friend,
My body will not move,
yet I'm walking,
My body lie before me,
as the clock remains ticking,
death watches my final goodbye,
as I kiss the cheek of the vessel,
I no longer need.

I embrace the death,
but I know heaven I surely have missed,
Deaths door opens,
I humbly walk through,
elegance, poised in the face of death,
a shere mockery,
as I grin at the flames,
I know now, heaven was never there,
I was destined to reside ever deeper into my own hell.

The once loving carress death gave,
turns to iron fetters,
taking me past my grave,
My mother weeps,
as do the others,
small tears of regret,
for they knew,
love never reached me.....
But I never wanted it to.

One Bloody tear falls from these sorrowful eyes,
Close enough to love,
I just wasn't able to grasp,
I whisper

'goodbye'

Wishing it didn't fall before their ears,

'I'm sorry'

This life is not worth my tears.

I hear one more tear hit my grave,
Before I fall,
Forever cursed with the echoes of weeps,
When I left life,
I thought tears would vanish,
My eyes would dry,
I wouldn't have to cry.....
but now in death I hold not only crimson tears
But I hold the pained weeps of others.

Cursed with the echo of those who loved,
and the ones whom still love in death.
I forever sleep,
with the faint lullaby, of such pained weeps.