Box of Ashes
That box of ashes
You clutch to your breast
While you wander the house at night
That box of ashes
It occupies your heart
Fills it, leaving no room
Let go of the box
Or drown in the darkness
Of the ghosts of the past
Dragging you back
But your choice is clear
As you wander the house at night
In the darkness
Clutching a box of ashes
Your choice is clear
As there is no room for me in your heart
Where so enshrined is a box of ashes
And so I, full of life and love for the living
Am leaving
Copyright © Zak Whatever | Year Posted 2018
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