Cynics

A Dirge Of Sorrow

Cynics


Bury my face in rotten love once sweet.
Engulfed in kisses of utmost devotion. 
My conscience tells me to leave it all behind 
as I wander into a world of heartache. 
To remember once, a life shared by two. 
In the midnight air, the love was ours. 
To my surprise, It's now only mine 
as my blind eyes sparkle in
twilight...Alone. 
Now I speak to your grave in a childish voice
as a burning passion entwines me.
An elephant caught in the spiders web, 
I'm at a loss without you. 
I rest my head upon your stone and
caress engravings of thought. 
All that's left is remembrance of life.
Is it to late to say good-bye?