Death Is Beautiful
A goodbye long
overdue I bid,
Whispered from a
carcass long picked
bare,
Like screams, across
the desert of the
grotesque heart,
You're sentenced to
an eternity of
despair,
I implore, do not
allow your loathing,
To fill your phial
once marked
"disinterest",
For what manner of
man,
Or beast,
Or spirit,
Could endure such
tantalizing,
transient tortures?
How can I hold brief
what my soul yearns
to keep,
A smile on my face,
that aches to weep?
Stand tall and
proud, spit
banalities;
As I drop to my
knees,
To scream the
ignominy of reality,
Death-so black, so
beautiful;
Though not so much
as you,
Pity me once,
With the dagger of
your dark radiance,
Make me beautiful
too,
The end makes us all
beautiful,
But never so
beautiful as you,
Copyright © Daquan Bowrin | Year Posted 2014
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