Like Stone
Bleeding black
dripping upon the matt,
hills of red
paint them black
open coffin
died, left longing
tears of sorrow
cry for tomorrow
unfinished tasks
broken is the mask,
heart gone black
thrown in a sack
man like stone
statue standing alone
carved from garnet
face towards the sunset
story of longing
left in its wake...a haunting
Copyright © Justin Worthy | Year Posted 2015
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