My Epitaph
MY EPITAPH
AS I LOOK BACK AND I SEE MY LIFE PAST AND I
CLOSE MY EYES SO THAT I CANNOT SEE WHO IS
LAUGHING LAST
I CONTEMPLATE MY CHOICES; SO MISDIRECTED
CAN I STRAIGHTEN OUT THE SHIP BEFORE IT’S TOO LATE??
EACH AND EVERY DAY I THINK THE THOUGHT
THAT THIS MIGHT BE MY LAST REMEMBRANCE
AND WHAT DO I BRING TO THE EMPTY TABLE
FOR WHICH A SEAT FOR ME IS ALWAYS WAITING
EVERY DEED THAT IS DONE HAS DIED BEFORE THE DAY
HAS GONE
EVERY MOMENT OF PEACE CONQUERED BY INNER WAR
BROUGHT ON FROM OUTSIDE INFLUENCE
I CAN’T BLOCK OUT EVERY NEGATIVE
CANNOT FILTER THROUGH THE MIRE
I CAN’T FIND HOPE WITHIN THE POSITIVE
WHEN IT DIES LIKE MY DESIRE
THE FLAMES OF LIFE ARE FLICKERING
THE LIGHT IT BROUGHT NOW FADES
CONTEMPLATION OF THE END NOW
AS I'M BURIED IN THIS GRAVE, MY EPITAPH
WHAT CARVINGS ON MY STONE DEFINE ME
WHAT ACTIONS OR WORDS LEFT TO INSCRIBE
WHAT MEMORIES HAVE BEEN LEFT IN MY PLACE
AND ARE THEY ENOUGH TO KEEP ME ALIVE
IN YOUR HEART OR MIND
ANOTHER LINE, ANOTHER PAGE
ALL FEW AND FAR BETWEEN
INSPIRATION NOW FOUND ON AN UNKNOWN STAGE
BECAUSE IN THIS WORLD I’LL NEVER BE SEEN
I CAN’T BLOCK OUT EVERY NEGATIVE
CANNOT FILTER THROUGH THE MIRE
I CAN’T FIND HOPE WITHIN THE POSITIVE
WHEN IT DIES LIKE MY DESIRE
THE FLAMES OF LIFE ARE FLICKERING
I’M A SOUL THAT WON’T BE SAVED
CONTEMPLATION OF THE END NOW
AS I’M BURIED IN THIS GRAVE, MY EPITAPH
WHAT CARVINGS ON MY STONE DEFINE ME ?…..
Copyright © Michael Domaracki | Year Posted 2012
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