Words At a Funeral

Let's cast these words at a funeral like shards in clay pots like hard sounds n bright noise of memories of this lot of feelings real and surreal meant of just lies like this life as words are hard like knifes deep in one's side casting thoughts to the earth like stars falling in after birth these words of love and hate are bitter and sweet of memories forgetting and of everything in echos of fate as the life that once was I stand here and reminisce about a world how it was, with this my love, my friend, my enemy, my faith, now a hole is torn into my reality, an opening to nowhere, nothing at all I remember it all as it was and more than I care for my love I despise you, you're my world, my nucleus of all I have, is words left and nothing at all all is ash, in this place, drifting across this earth lets these words rebound resonate and decimate the whole earth, my empty heart, my empire of dirt let these words at a funeral hang in the air like the words of the damned, the swords of Damocles the vapors of crematorium the ghost of the doomed the deaths, we all take, let these words annihilate lets these works be like glass shattering in the atmosphere casting thoughts to the ground let's cast these words at a funeral like shards in a clay pot like hard sounds of bright noise in memories of this lot and feelings real, surreal meant to be lies are like this life and words are hard razors deep in one side, casting to grounds like thoughts to the earth, stars falling in after birth.