When Will I Die

Your blood spills on my shoes
While your mother weeps 
There isn't a day that goes
Where death is deep in my sleep

I remember going to your funeral
Tears of fire pours out my eyes
While I choke on this grief
I contemplate my fate that dies

The scars on my wrists will testify
Such pain from these trail of tears
 The whole world could laugh
While lights peers kidnapping years

Away from my life... drowns me 
In sorrow with no chance of tomorrow 
Knives from all directions surrounds me
With no chance tomorrow drowned in sorrow

Please write these words on my tomb
May the sound of harmony pass on
While this fragrance of peace booms
My courage leaves its cast on

- Morgen Farmer 2016
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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