Hamlet

I pray you will see me As I patiently wait for you Sparing none of her flowers She sets them gently upon the river Wishing them the joy she’s lost hope in finding Her mind is a torrential flood of sorrow God knows I’ve tried to save her Starving for solitude, she placed me into her heart She prays I will see her As she patiently waits for me With more to gain with the loss Mother seems only careless Never blinked twice to question who slew the King While I scream at the sky And cry to the ghost Begging the question, why Crushing my last foothold Weight as heavy as the hatred flowing through my heart You pray I will see you Still you pray I am the sorrowful jester Jesting to the bones of my heroes Fallen for many Alas, I fall to myself With a smile spread across my face Not unlike the one you yourself wear eternally She gave me her heart I took her mind as well Good God, I gave you my soul You spare me nothing at all My sweet one My dear one Relinquish me Your broken one With no one left, nothing surrounding me I pray, finally, you’ll see me As I patiently wait for you To finally snuff out my light Let me, joyfully, die I pray they will see me And sing me to my rest