Afterlife
Deep down something hurts
Deep down something aches
Deep down something cries
Deep down something dies
Trying to uncage the beast
To honour the deceased
With the vain attempt
The cover remains kempt
The frosted hollow stone
The icy cold bone
The flawless mask
The unmarred facade
The soul tries to cry
Just a futile try
But then the night arrived
And it was all kept aside
With a deafening shriek
The beast set free
Eyes turning red
The carcass lay on the bed
Demons underneath
Took over the feast
They danced all night
A dreadful sight
The soul tried to cry
Just a futile try
The demons were awakened
But the gala had to end
Because the sun came up
The soul now corrupt
Was returned to the corpse
As time collapses and space warps
The decaying ruins
Forgot all about the fairy tail bruins
Every morning the hollow shell roams around
Every night demons emerge from the ground
The soul tries to cry
Just a futile try
Copyright © Akanksha Bisht | Year Posted 2016
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