A Little, Black Book

Dearly Beloved

Dearly Beloved.
How have you been?
How have your wounds felt,
Since you last saw me?

Dearly Beloved.
How long since you've sinned?
Does your heart ache,
When you pray on your knees?

Dearly Beloved.
Does the pain hurt,
whenever you move
Or when you cry?

Dearly Beloved,
Is your bloody skirt
Still there on the floor?
The moment you died?

Dearly Beloved.
I hope you rest well in hell.
But please don't shut out my voice.
Because it's cold in heaven as well.

Dearly Beloved.
You're all that's left for me.
Behind this damned glassed door.
In which you buried me.

Dearly Beloved.
Wipe the tears from your face.
Because the heavens scream.
After you bludgeoned my face.

Dearly Beloved.
I'll wait for you.
Be it years or decades.
To bury you too.

Dearly Beloved.
How the fuck have you been...?