A Perfect Day

Dark gloomy forests... rainbows of black and gray shade the mean skies.

Ominous clouds hover, doing me a favor, of blocking out horrid sunlight..

Beds of deceased flowers...

Pools of rancid water frozen

by the chill of this perfect day.

Crows gathered, in the bare limbs of the master tree

that is in the middle of the garden, to celebrate.

Statues of spooks are scattered across the area.

The scent of death circles around gagging me.

Fog builds in the distance, to later descend upon my heart.

A macabre shadow stands at the gate.

It waits to follow orders, to bind me to the coldest slab of stone,

where my sacrifice to you, is to take place.

A splendorous blade appears a second before I take my last breath...

Crows take flight as frigid rain falls from the grieving skies.

Blood runs onto the ground.

A heartless being lays still.

The offering of my heart that loved you,

It,

places at your feet.

The void left in my corpse is now filled with the tears of the damned.

I will soon be taken away to the pit that was prepared for the occasion.

It's walls smeared with my blood as decorations for the afterlife...

Leaning against the wall you blend in with the shadows.

Spear in hand, evil in your eyes, smirk on your face... Bloodthirsty God.

Puncture the offering before you, with force.

As it deflates, step on it, kick it away.

Useless tender.

Walk away...