this silence forewarning

and darkness opressing

I lay my heart on a bed of tears

with misery growing

so I paint a picture

so dark, and so black

upon the canvass of a twisted mind

my solitude engulfing

and I bleed from my heart

with no one to heal

so alone, so afraid

only pain left to feel

I pray for release

I yearn to be free

I hear the call of the afterlife

my sins so great

and paradise is calling

this paean to woe

from a spirit torn

a requiem of a soul in decline

I await the kiss

from an angel so cold

the savage grace of final release

a penitant soul to be laid to rest

redemption must

absolution in extremis

a cacophony of mourning

with love deceased