Departure

Cold and Decaying

Cold and Decaying

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Those winter days were a short flash of white,

The darkness stirred in the long lasting night.

A silent blackness passed where I was staying,

Now I lay here, cold and decaying.

That moment of pain devoured me completely,

It was the last I felt before they positioned me neatly.

My wounds stayed torn open as the world began greying,

So I lay here, cold and decaying.

Nobody knows of the shadows that once shifted

So hopes of resting in peace will never be lifted.

They remain alive, laughing and playing,

While I lay here, cold and decaying.

Those cruel voices that last spoke have faded away,

Yet an echo repeats on its unwanted stay.

Words so distorted I've lost what they're saying,

Quietly I lay here, cold and decaying.

I don't miss the living that wanted me dead,

Or the one who don't seek me, but weep instead.

Even after death their purpose is dismaying,

Still I lay here, cold and decaying.

The obvious clues are left unknown,

They're not going to piece together on their own.

One day soon they won't be displaying,

But I lay here, cold and decaying.

I did not die without help, can't you see?

I drowned in my blood but who sliced it free?

Come back. I was a victim of a slaying,

Alone I lay here, cold and decaying.

I'm no closer to Heaven than I am to Hell,

I remain in the shadows, in which I fell,

Nobody is searching, thinking, or praying,

Always I wait here, cold and decaying.

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