Do Not Cry For Me
May 16, 2022
I hear the solemn voices of my arduous past,
Whispering in the vengeful night,
As my soul departs,
Amongst the mournful candlelight.
My tragic heart surrenders,
To the feeble notion of a tainted life,
I breathe in pain as I gently close my eyes,
While gathering truths
Beneath the dying light.
Do not cry for me,
For the skies will still shine,
And the stars forsake my name,
Do not weep your precious tears,
For the time has now come,
To rest my tired bones,
And live a different me,
Away from whom I once was.
