Among the Flowers

Come,

Hurry!

Obey me –

As I lead you to your grave.

Shh,

Silence!

Be quiet –

You struggle, but can’t be saved.

The lonely cannot be saved.



Quick,

Lay down!

Grow weary –

And rest your somber head.

Low,

Be still!

Do not speak –

Inside your hard earned bed.

Your permanent, dark bed.



Peace,

Be calm,

Do not weep.

Not one tear shall be dropped.

On,

And on,

We travel –

Into the mountain tops.

It’s cold in the mountain tops.



Go,

Walk on!

Don’t worry –

I’ll keep watch in my towers.

Dream!

Restless,

Close your eyes –

And sleep beneath the flowers.

Death looks lovely in the flowers.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

It's my portrayal as death... killing someone, but in an oddly disturbing peaceful way.

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