my dead son

[oftheundead]

my past are waves of the sea
a constant splash upon my shore
the days feel like nights
my nights fight no more

he will be waiting for me in Hell
a vendetta I'll glady pay
for the sins of an angel
who's wings now painted black
fly in the glory of unknowing
for never feeling the scars it cut
into a skeleton's bones thus
left a corpse already decayed
yearning for death & redemption

paint the walls red - cover this cage in furs
suffocate the breathless and together we won't learn
instead we hold together and mutter God's words
"I Love You"
This is my Goodbye