My life is ending
And my fate is pending
As I lie on my back
Surrounded by nothing but black
My body is dismembered
Knowing I will not be remembered
My exsitence forgotten
It adds to my feelings, so rotten
My fear is growing
My blood flowing
I can't feel my legs
Because all that is left of them is pegs
I can hardly breathe
And at every attempt I heave
I scream out in blind pain
I still lay on the ground, slain
Murdered by my memories
Killed by my nightmarish dreams
My heart beat drowned out by my pleaing screams
Will I live or die?
Should I give up and cry?
I think of if I died, would it matter
No, my life is shattered
My family broken
My feelings unspoken
And now they never will be
My soul will become a lost banshee
My limbs torn
My soul worn
And I'm still being tortured
As I lay in the black orchard
And the raven calls
The dead blossom falls
The black barked trees
Strangle the breeze
And I see the raven eyeing me
And it leaves the tree
Landing by my corpse
It begins to peck at my flesh
And I start to thresh
As My wounds grow raw
The raven's caw
Sounds like the grim reaper's skythe cutting bone
I have never felt so alone
As I slowly died
Bleeding from open gashes
The odor of flesh turned to ashes
Overpowers my sense of smell
I keep spinning into an ongoing hell
I close my eyes
I can feel my life coming to its demise
And that's when I feel my heart being brutally carved from my chest
And I don't even protest
Because I know this is my time to die
And I'm left to bleed on the floor of this black orchard
With no heart left to be tortured...