My Requiem Poem by Micah Krahn

By Micah Krahn


Blackened heats fall silent, and hushed whispers prevail as the prequel to my requiem falls under its own demise.

The dark poison in my heart stabs me like a thousand daggers, each one disgorging a soundless symphony from my abiding soulless plight.

I lost my path before me, each step a piercing clash of titans from within.

My soul is at war with itself, each gnash slashing a splintering jolt shattering my spirit into jagged pieces.

Each piece is wrestling for dominance within my core, an elemental spar between good and evil.

Sweet silence succumbs to my soul as the dark skirmish withers away into sinister and shadowy night.

Black suits and black rain, solemn souls and saddened hearts an elegy in flight, within my interment no infringement is near. As my sight from this world fades away, my body is lowered into the earth i love so much, i foresee a universe far better.

Consumed with grace, my soul drifts heavenward, forsaking the world that foretold my requiem.