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Fare Thee Well
I am in many rooms trapped with death
Or waiting for death to get there
Like this one time. It was a salon
My nails were done neon blue
With heena flowers
With a splash running down to the tips
It was really beautiful; you should have seen
Next was my cuticles
She did one
I am going to die anyways
I mattered, all sad
I guess I am afraid
But I got away
I keep getting away
Death locked the doors
but a window was opened
I guess my time is yet
I just need to say my best goodbyes
There is no cheating death
Especially when outside is not safe
It's the reflections; I think the waves betray me
Because every time I see my face, I know he is near to take me
Do you think it is a frequency attached to silver?
When I use a spoon is how he finds me
I will try to keep everything dark.
Until I have seen you one last time
I will miss you most
maybe I will not get to goodbye
So fare thee well
You made my life less dark
You have kept me alive this far
But I need to be kept alive
that is what hurts
It is the sad part
I should have gone long ago
So when it happens know I am so glad
Fare Thee Well
I will miss you most.
Copyright ©
Moses Sichach
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