I opened my eyes,
Or so I thought.
And there it was and was not,
That hideously beautiful thing.
It gazed out at me,
And I in at it.
I felt trapped in a bottomless pit,
Locked away by that hideously beautiful thing.
A crow or a raven,
Who's to say.
If I did I would have to betray,
That hideously beautiful thing.
I felt no fear,
Only love.
Fluttering in my chest like a dove,
For that hideously beautiful thing.
As I took one final look,
Tears streaming down my face.
It reached up with a gnarled hand leaving no trace
Of the tears that once adorned my face,
Oh that hideously beautiful thing.
As I gazed in at it,
And it out at me.
It was only then that it dawned upon me,
You hideously beautiful thing.
It was you in a box,
six feet deep.
Do you still love me,
even from beyond the grave?
Please don't leave me,
My hideously beautiful thing.
