Why must you be
Like a bolted coffin
Forced deep down the throat
Of a cemetery
Mute as death
But never lonely
Misery loves company
When you can be
The wildflowers
That surround it
Singing silent songs of living
Dancing in the still breeze
And limitless love
Breaking barriers
Of time and space
Paying an ode
To a wonderful soul
In a different place
Look alive, lovely
Why must you
Lay flowers
At your own grave?
Like a bolted coffin
Forced deep down the throat
Of a cemetery
Mute as death
But never lonely
Misery loves company
When you can be
The wildflowers
That surround it
Singing silent songs of living
Dancing in the still breeze
And limitless love
Breaking barriers
Of time and space
Paying an ode
To a wonderful soul
In a different place
Look alive, lovely
Why must you
Lay flowers
At your own grave?
Look alive, lovely
ReplyDeleteWhy must you
Lay flowers
At your own grave?
These 4 lines will remind me to live every day :) Thank you!
I am so touched, thank you so much. And because of that, I will follow suit as well and remind myself too :)
ReplyDeleteI have printed this post and pinned it at my work station :D
DeleteWhaa? For real? Who are you? Are you somebody I personally know, who is just saying nice things to help me feel butter?
DeleteYes,for real.
DeleteWe are strangers, but connected by words. Let's just say, anonymity has its charm.
And an exciting amount of mystery, too. Thank you for your kind words. They will keep me afloat for a while. As will mine, you. I hope.
DeleteThey asked him what his plans were.
DeleteI'm away this weekend, he said
In their head, he was taking a trip to an unknown location
Truth be told, with a beer in his hand, he was taking a trip down memory lane
He was here to book a disappointment
All this intrigue is giving me physical pain. Is there a blog I must follow?
DeleteI can never put it all down, it's only inside my head.
DeleteI am so touched, thank you so much. And because of that, I will follow suit as well and remind myself too :)
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