My Graveyard

 

My mind is free in this sacred place

Like exorcised spirits released

I belong with these tranquil corpses

This is where I should be

 

These are the only rules by which I shall abide

The rules of quietus

I shall conform with body and soul

The icy ground shall be my home

 

My pale skin with a cast of blue

My nails and lips stained deep red

The black flowing dress lines my coffin

And I join in the union of death

 

In death my scars would fade

Dismantled would be my hurt

So give me a knife and I’ll sign in blood

And save me a place in the dirt

 

Here lies a tragic being

She died aged seventeen

‘Memento Mori’ says her tombstone…

 

…It came to me all in a dream