and the darkness surrounded me
lost and lonely
my soul was in chain
in what this body contained
looking at the empty shrine, invain.
Death also surrounded me
with hundred of souls
coming back from the journay
where the final stop was
the boat with Charon at its wheel:
the last cruise begin.
Tears of loss, tears of pain,
the silent scream, the final hail.
©
Diana Mistera 30.7.2013
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