The Departed

THE DEPARTED Covered, closed and sealed Fist after fist of moist sand Laid to rest The walk back now for the living A drive to return to an empty abode Wouldn't it be so much better to also bury the memories behind Carry on now i must, and still be near the places where we used to dwell Incomplete, left to repeat a single wish If only you had taken me with you My eyes stray on the barren shelves Where you kept your clothes Residues of your perfume still linger in the air The very scents that stirred my lusts for so long Now make it so hard to breath i must wake still, every morning and pretend to be alive Though, i know i went in that grave much before you What remains now is a quest To seek answers for infinite questions that are left for me All of them beginning with "why" The finality of it all, this surcease Becomes too much to bear My heart beats on my chest like a hammer on a condemned wall And when i can take no more, i fall to my knees and cry Sob tears that rise from an abyss Very deep inside For the love lost to me The warm embraces now cold as artic snow The kisses owed but never collected The words that i felt but left unsaid Maybe you're in a better place now Better than this living, breathing hell That caves in around me Maybe you're happy now Or maybe, simply, this is what i deserved all along So now that you're with others i see Everyone else but me I'm taken back in that cemetery To a cold dark corner, tranquil in perpetual shadow Far away and sequestered On a little piece of hallowed ground Where broken hearts are buried