Collection Of Poems

Such Thy

Such melancholy this had felt,
Such premise is so hard to tell;
Such life I'm suppose to dealt,
Such dream weren't as well;
Thy grip had slashes thy rist,
Thy senses had lost thy self;
Thy heart that thy not cease,
Thy death was thy that left;
But all I hope to be was this,
Such thy depart as well as his;