by Nancy Browne

Created on: January 06, 2011

Lost

How sad to die

for those who know

of no heaven

dressed in their finest

with no place to go

reminding six feet under

forever

How can one rest

in so much darkness?

Skin and bones will cease

but the soul will roam

inside the earth searching

for closure

looking for a final resting place

but there will be no end

to its journey

Even the devil has a place

to dwell, eternally in hell

but this poor earthly soul

will never know eternity

How sad and torturous it is

to be a fugitive all your life

all your death

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