Poem: Decay
My soul has left the carcass I was guiding
I looked at my corpse lying there all alone.
Thinking, will someone find me?
I've isolated myself from all those who care
Will they see me?
I looked beautiful and serene, as if I had gone to sleep.
How didn't I appreciate what I saw when I looked at that bloody mirror?
I hear the bell ring; I am surprised. I go to open the door only to have my hand go through
That's right
I am alive no more
I look at my friends through the door.
They haven't given up on me!
Oh how I wish I'd done more for you
They knock with no reply
I hear my phone ringing
They hear it too
"we hear you, open the door, let us come through"
No reply.
Over the days, I keep watch over my corpse as it decays
My phone keeps ringing with no reply
I wish I could pick up and say:
"I miss you, I'm here, I wish I could stay"
It hasn't been many days
They manage to open the door
I would say I'll not forget the look on their faces
But I'm not sure what's waiting for me when I go
Is there an after,
Or will I swim into oblivion forever?
The shock, the horror, the tears
"Come back"
I wish I could.
I try to wipe their tears
With no success
They carry me softly to wash away my sins
This is the last I will see the flesh that carried me.
I am draped in white
People cry and laugh remembering me
People I don't even know came to see me
I think in my heart "Please remember me".
And as they carry me to my grave
I start to fade,
I'm not ready to go.
But at least I know, my memory will live on.
