Casket
I will cry a thousand years.
Trying to wash away the hurt I feel.
Wearing a mask to conceal.
While I walk amongst all of you
Doing what should be right.
For me there's no tunnel of light.
Just the black,
from my eyes shut tight.
A little is much to much.
Shivering from the touch
That I've longed for all my life.
There's very little you can do.
But, I ask it of you
Light a candle.
Say a prayer.
When you leave,
close the lid on my casket
Copyright © Jim Campbell | Year Posted 2007
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