Garden of Bones

Bury me in a garden of bones
Where souls reach out with harrowed moans
Wrap me in silk and lay me to rest
With whispered promises and deep breaths
And fill my grave with lilacs and tulips
And feed the darkness slowly brewing
For the moonlight beckons me to breathe
And tries to awaken my buried memories
Of hallowed reverie and haunted nights
Of Stolen sighs and sultry lies
As fire and ice wrapped me in bliss
With a siren’s kiss upon my lips
And as I blued from poison drips
My rosy cheeks greyed in quips
And a hand reached out for my aching soul
To lead me away from the horrors untold
And I walked with Death but not in fear
And watched the moments play out queer
The moment my fate had been sealed
And by your hand I would be killed
Now here I am stripped bare in the frigid air
As your hands brush the dirt from my hair
And you leave me in this chaotic state
A single sound I cannot make
Alive inside screaming to be heard
But the silent sorrows echoed interred
Eyes wide open but greyed with death
As I quietly plead for one more breath