Blank Tombstone

(For Ryland Matthews' My Darkest Hour Contest) Blank Tombstone by Audonus Taylor A blank tombstone rests above deceased me, As I dream of a future far as any being can see, No flower arrangements, Not a rose seals my tomb, No inscription of immortality No "loving father" or "beloved groom", Does such lack of bereavement reflect me as mean and vicious? No, tis the respect of the deceased's eccentric wishes, As family and friends shed tears enough to swallow, Bidding farewell to a heart impenetrable and hallow, For tomorrow never comes to hearts heaven cannot reach, For life has stripped away my faith Never again will my soul be breached, No paradise awaits my name, For I am a non believer as I roar, Away from me, did god decree, my angel should forever soar, Thus I chose to fade to nothingness Or, be it so, the depths of hell, Now, her wedded bliss to another proves god's love as a fairy-tale, She loves me not, he loves me less, is the truth I shall forever concur, Blankness reflects more than my name, And a god would know what I am without Her...