Tomb Of Doom

Cobwebs clinging to death. Corpses it caresses. Hideous messes. Belonging in the crypt. Demise you can't fix. Solitary confinemint shelled in a coffin or casket. Dark, cold, & underground. No flowers in a basket. Six feet under rumble. Decayed & crumbled. A headstone to remember. A tragedy to wonder. A restless sleep in slumber. Without peace. LIFE just cease. Death is haunting. Mortality is a curse that is taunting. Author Notes My dad is the only one I knew that died. At 81 in 2009. Of natural causes. He was cremated. © Harmony Sapphire . All rights reserved