Promise of the cemetery

I’m walking beside a garden of stone stilled angels Their eyes are unmoving But their soul is cowering I’m cut between the heat of the earth, The burning sun and the salty sky I can’t choose the dirt in where I will lie But I can choose the way that I will die There's a towering night overhead With its sword filled with promise to topple me I’m poised ready for the journey ahead My legs churning Heart burning Away at my flesh I’m running with the staining salt air dying my sweat There are rows of roses left out to forget I’m watching the rocks crumble The angels ascend I’m standing alone at the cemeteries end There is promise brewing in the sea salt sky Telling the future not where I will die But where I will lay When the time comes to say Goodbye I’m breaking apart in pieces of stone That topple and make up my brand-new home It’s carved with a smile It took me a while To realize that this is where I belong.