Whispers Through the Grave

The stars are out
You walk to the grave
Visiting that person 
You thought you’d never see again

As you walk through the valley
You hear the screaming
That comes from the inside out 
They scream to you
Don’t live like you have before

As you listen to the voices
You have one question
On your mind
What am I here for 
What happens when I die 

Waiting for the answer
Your mind is reflecting
On everything you’ve done
And you tell yourself
How great you’ve become


As you walk through the valley
You hear the screaming
That comes from the inside out 
They scream to you
Don’t live like you have before

You tell the voices 
All the good you’ve done
And how you know they’re wrong
But they scream again

Don’t you know how wrong you are
You may think you’re wise
But this path is taking you to your demise 
You only live for yourself
And your selfish ambition 

You better start caring for the ones in need
And stop living in your greed
You better change who you are
Before heaven is just too far

As you walk through the valley
You hear the screaming
That comes from the inside out 
They scream to you
Don’t live like you have before

As you reach your best friends grave
And tears are falling down your face
He whispers to you through the grave
Saying brother life is too short for hate
Please show love and change your fate
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Lorenz Avatar
November 7, 2012 at 7:23 PM
I love this one! Why have I never commented on it before?? Any who, I love the ending lines in this one! That is all.
Mitchell Avatar
November 7, 2012 at 8:35 PM
thanks that means a lot! and idk y u didnt comment, but glad u did now! dont forget to comment on more than this, i really want u to, it would mean a lot to me
Grisetti Avatar
October 7, 2012 at 2:55 PM
What an alarming thought - that they way other look at us and judge us is not what we see. I walk away from your valley, but not your poems.
Mitchell Avatar
October 8, 2012 at 1:02 AM
thank you!
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