The Fallen

Your ghosts and aparitions
I beckon them all
Come forward, backwards, small
Goodbye stopped my heart today
Destroyed fantasies in a day
Killed what-ifs of may
And I despise any tear
Oh I laugh at my fear
Even throw my body near
Near clifs near glasses
Far from any crying
Near, near, near dying

And so I die
Find me dead
Dead in your bed
Motionlessly spread

Feel the smell of death
You won't see me no more
See the vanishing breath
You won't touch me no more

Have one second of terror
For the eternities I waited
Say one sentence of despair
For all the words I wasted

Nothing was ever enough
Time's too rough
Time's too tough
Die, you too shall
Guilty, alone and small
With my ghost looming over
Our corpses will be
What they weren't in life
Meant to be
Words left unsaid
Black in gushes of air
Hang about the fallen

Save me
Save us
Save our ghosts