The Eternal Sleep

There she is

wanderin’ through an ol’ cane break

that muse that stole my soul

 

Dancing upon a grave

that once held a heart

the very same

she held for a day

 

Little did I know

the obsession

would hold on to me

with the grip

of a reaper come to

collect

 

Now tis’ nothin’

but tears

for a love

lost that meets

GODs feet

 

As I cry myself

to eternal sleep

Done