Pallbearer

Hope feels like a prison wherein uncertainties hide
How can I learn to live where angels go to die?
Overwhelming darkness looms about
As Death dances with you in my doubt
Digging too deep manifests an entity I'm reifying
Unfurling a fate with no silver lining.

I fear the day you take your flight
What am I left in absence of your light?
Every dawn is beyond my sight
Is today the day I say goodbye?

Hope feels like a prison wherein our love and dread unite
How can we learn to live where angels go to die?

It creeps in my mind when it creeps through your veins How much longer can you take the strain?
Falling into stone dead silence
Distorting the calming radiance
Clinging to our atmosphere
It dwells in our utmost fear.

Show yourself, being of bereavement
You who nears me and my all
The true face of life is malignant
While the battle is yours, I will gladly wage war.

Do not fear the presence of this overshadowing behemoth
I will remain in between
As you reclaim your light serene
I am your warmth during lingering winter months
The shade warding off the smoldering sun
I am the pillar upholding your shelter
In life your cradle, in death your pallbearer.

Show yourself, behemoth of bereavement
Return from whence you came
Your presence I scorn and this I forewarn
We are not yours to claim
Show yourself, behemoth of bereavement
Return from whence you came
Your presence I scorn and this I forewarn
We are not yours to claim.