As the time goes on, on and on,
My life, no longer, stands still,
And I can't win this marathon
To let my life be raven's kill.
As the clock ticks, my own soul last,
Yet others pass with life's farewells,
While I wish my death comes fast,
Wishing to hear no more church bells.
I stared at my hourglass,
As specks of sand drop as time goes,
As church bells ring and ravens pass,
To pass before the death's gate close.
Scared of death, now scared of life,
Realised immortality is no prize,
After painful visions of my wife,
To be the one to do in my eyes.
Bid me to weep, and I will weep,
At the visions which my eyes see,
Eternity, I have died too deep,
Return me to what I used to be.
Families dead, friends are gone,
Forever is no longer what I want,
Since I know my prestense desire is wrong,
Forgive me and give back what I want.
I envy the graves beneath the beech,
Believing that one day, it will be me,
To be a dead man, and be leeched,
To be me like normal man to me.
Yet as I turn round, I see that
My candle is still burning and haven't rot,
I realised my life is like a rat,
When immortality is all I got.
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