He stormed out in anger
In full rage that he wouldn't look back
Furiously he walked on and on
Until he reached a secluded place
The graveyard
He cried out in desperation
Shedding all his grief
To the cold tombstones
Who silently witnessed it
A mortal, unheard
Had not even a spirit to comfort
He closed his eyes shut
Embracing more darkness in a already dark night
Breathing to breathe his last.
Distracted by a strange light
He opened his eyes to see the culprit-the dawn
And closer stood a frail shadow pointing out to him
" life is still better for you, go seek it yourself,
For now get up, that tomb is owned by me!!!"
Copyright ©2015 by Elvira Lobo- Its My Life
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