It Ends Here Tonight

Standing in a graveyard,
Before the tomb.
Dark and gloomy night,
Without a moon.
Demons scream from the graves
And souls cry to be set free.
They reach out to touch me,
I can't set them free.
I know that shortly
I will be one.
I will join them
When my last breath is taken
And Death has won.
What will I do then?
Where will I go?
Will I be a tortured soul?
A dress of white swirls around me
Set off by the darkness of the night.
I walk through tombstones,
All alone.
I read the names
Until I come to one offset and new.
The polished rock is smooth to touch.
Who is this girl?
There's a black rose on the stone.
I brush it aside to reveal the name,
Written there is me.
The angel in the grave is myself.
I look up to see a face,
A devilish face,
Full of anger and rage.
It whispers my name.
Death, I feel it coming.
It's calling me,
I'm sinking in its call.
There's no escape for me,
Not anymore.
I'm falling.
Save me.
Help me!
Where are you?
Don't let him take me.
Please, save me.
There's a darkness all around,
That I can't explain.
I hear another voice scream out my name,
Whirl around and there you stand.
You're the one who hurt me,
Who caused me the pain.
You reach out for me,
Instinctively I draw back.
What do you want?
To hurt me more?
You grab me by the arms,
Memories rush back,
Flashbacks of time.
You raise my hands to your face,
Pull the sleeve back.
Scars are found on my arms,
Blood pours from the open wounds.
You're hurting and he knows.
He reaches in his pocket,
Pulls out a knife.
He's going to hurt me more.
I struggle like I had so many years before.
Here in the graveyard I know I'm going to die.
How ironic a place to die.
I"m going to join the spirits I know.
Holding my last breath,
Safe inside myself.
Are all my thoughts of you?
I see his hand then everything goes black.
A light,
There's a light puncturing the darkness.
I know I'm dying.
What did he do?
Where did that other figure go?
I'm dying.
I feel the life draining from me.
The light grows brighter and I know this is the end,
I'm joining the spirits.
Laying in my place of rest,
Sweet raptured light,
It end here tonight.

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