Blind Death

[Ataraxia]

Why are you standing there
Next to that newly made grave?
Who is it you are crying for?
There's no name on the marker.
Only a black rose engraved in it
Just like the one you gave me.
What is it you whisper?
Could it be a prayer?
Are you thinking about
All your memories together?
I can't understand what it is
You whisper so softly.
The same soft way
You would whisper to me.
Last night you told me a secret.
You said I was your only love
In your eternal misery.
But if I am your only companion
Who could you be crying for here
At this deserted grave?
Don't you feel my comforting hand
Resting upon your shoulder?
Don't you see the concern
Causing these tears?
You are crying as if
The one in this grave
Is me.
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Today medical science recognizes that some folks aren't helped by relaxing exercises. In cases of difficult tension and nervous apprehension, doctors are now prescribing medicine. It makes those who fear they're about to quit feel like they're ready to begin, bidding their darkened spirits goodbye, for the calming peace of a cloudless sky...

 

[FutureAeons]

Beautiful.

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"How the fuck do you feellllll?"
AIM ~ FutureAeons

 

[dragonfog019]

i really liked this. sorta dark, but i like dark.
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~poe
"not enough ecstasy for me, not enough life, joy, kicks, darkness, music, not enough night."

 

[Ataraxia]

this is one of two poems I've entered in the poetry.com contest, and both have gotten published. I should be able to enter again soon, at least I hope so.
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Today medical science recognizes that some folks aren't helped by relaxing exercises. In cases of difficult tension and nervous apprehension, doctors are now prescribing medicine. It makes those who fear they're about to quit feel like they're ready to begin, bidding their darkened spirits goodbye, for the calming peace of a cloudless sky...