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Tears stream down everyone's faces
As they look down on my shadowed grave
They all whisper words of hope and guidance as they walk by
One by one in one solemn line
I lived most my life alone
After you had left me here
And as I listen to the whispers
I try so hard to answer back
To tell them not to worry
And that I'll be all right
That my pain is finally gone
And as I see you get closer in line
My heart skips a beat
I wonder what you will say
Now that I lay here dead beneath your feet
You wandered up to the stone
With my name so beautifully engraved
You placed a yellow rose above me head
And softly whispered my name
I felt your tear fall on my cheek
And I saw sadness in your eyes
I wanted to reach for you
But six feet is such a far reach
So I close my eyes and listen
To here your final words to me
You promise to come visit
And every month to give a new rose to me
And then you ask me a question
A question I would so hard try to answer
You asked if I had any regrets in my life
And so many passed though my mind
But when I finally whispered the only thing I could say was that
The only thing I regret
Is not having you by my side
I saw you stop in your tracks and turn to look back at my grave
A smile came across your face, and you eyes filled with tears
And somehow I knew you had heard me
And that you had realized I still loved you
Even after all of these years

I hear voices
I see faces appearing in strange places
They speak to me
They tell me to die, they tell me to cry, to be shy, and they again tell me to die
They control my every step my very move
I try to let these voices go
That I do not know how to do
I want to make them dissapear
What are these voices who are they I ask
These voices are myself
Myself playing a game
This game is life
The twist the turns the control which I cannot control
What is life, can I just end it with a knife
This game is no fun this game holds the key
The key to all eternity.....

I lay here alone,
Waiting for the day
In the morning they'll find me,
the blood will be everywhere by then.
There'll be no cleaning it,
Forever shall it stay.
As the knife cut through my flesh,
and the blood started to flow,
I thought of you, and what we'd done.
And then I thought once more,
Of how you said it'd not work out
And then you shut the door.
It's all your fault,
You caused my death!
If not for you,
I'd be here still.
But now I lay here waiting for day,
Waiting for them to find me.


(This is cross posted in my AllPoetry account.)