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A simple picture - people mourning

At the grave of a recently lost one

I laughed, they cried

Obscure clouds applied to the sky

While outside in the fall night

Past the funeral - the glimpse of a black cat

The same mist now fast applied

Someone late came to life

The funeral was over and I had to admit

That more than sorrow in the air to rid

The presence of madness and the coldness of death

In my head like the reapers laurel leaf wreath

There’s only fear and darkness to devour

The underworld - transmigration

Nightmares arrive and won’t go by

Sleep won’t divide my day from my night

In my broken mind death may die

There’s no light

In my room a dark cloud swallows the light

In my stead just two eyes with but darkness in sight

In my arms a passed love - a grave for my bed

In my head the voices of the spirit of the dead

There’s only fear and darkness to devour - the underworld

Nightmares arrive and won’t go by

Sleep won’t divide my day from my night

In my broken mind death may die

There’s no light

In my mind, even death may die

In the light of the underworld...