Beyond the gravestone I walk.
foggy mist so cold and wet,
A tremble feel brings out a sweat.
The white owl gazes
from the branch it sits.

…………….Unknowing of my paths end.

A dream of lost that it seems.

Angel statues holding hands.
Some with smiles in prayer stands

A scene so peaceful under moonlight rays.
Almost frightening in different ways.

……….I feel lost within the haze.

Yet I’m found
in a surround of graves.

No shining lights
Nor gates of hell.
don’t think I’m dead
Not sure as well.

Just walking in the fallen garden,
and listen to a fainted bell.

It tolls and calls
to the souls in peace.
Awakens them
from eternal sleep

Gather around me,
these cemetery halls.
As I feel my peace…….
…………begin to crawl…

bwahahahahaha!!!!!!!


lol j/k!

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Thanks!