Perfect Poem by Troy Clark And Neal Simons

I see you now,
Amongst your dead,
Searching and praying.
You grasp the hand of you dead lover,
Tears flow,
And drown out all noise,
Fire surrounds you,
It follows you,
Like a shadow,
Your heart,
Now shut tight,
Let nothing in or our,
You’re a maze.
Your eyes are nothing,
Coal compared to the once,
Beautiful jewels they were,
I don’t know you now,
You’re a monster,
Emotions have you now,
Darkness controls you now,
And only he,
That is dead,
Could have saved you,
You look at me,
Sorrow overtakes me,
I have lost a brother,
I can’t loose you too,
You walk towards me,
Fury floods your eyes,
The need to kill,
To release your pain,
You grab me,
Plunging your sword deep,
I gasp and look down,
Red runs down my side,
I look up and stare,
Into your once beautiful eyes,
You smile at me,
That smile you always gave him,
What have you’ve become I say,
She inches towards my ear,
I feel your now cold lips against them,
Your voice now a whisper,
Perfect,
My eyes glaze over,
My body falls to the ground,
You stand above me smiling,
Not knowing that when you wake,
Your world will mean nothing.