Wind swept mirthless laugh,
Chills the starless silent night.
Untouched... unscathed etched epitaph,
Blurred by tearful sights.
Yet... happy to be alive,
Cherishing every suffocated breath.
And smiles of thy children naive,
Unknown to the pleasures of death!
Proud of your soul,
Bringing you to your knees!
In front of the God shaped hole,
Devoted... condemned to please!!
Enjoying the everlasting silence,
Muted shrieks of inner violence!!
To sin without signs of conscience,
Alive only for the sake of utter defiance.
Reeking in self-inseminated gluttonous filth,
For the undying want for more!
Shackled to self-imposed guilt,
Suffering the murderer, pitying the whore!!
One happy flicker in your stunted life,
Drowned by torrential sorrow!
The angst-borne teen still holds the knife,
For want of a reason to stay alive!!
Mourn not the dead..
For we are still six feet under!
Mourn but the living
For you are the ones truly lead asunder!!
Mourn not the dead..
For we have already paid our debt!
Mourn the living..
For you have not joined us yet!!
