If I could only sing...

EvilToasterElf

then maybe I could play some of they lyrics I've written...

this is one song I wrote, just for the hell of it, it needs a chorus I think

Obituary

I walked through a lighted maze
the endless neon lit hallways
I rode the elevator seven floors

I walked through fogs of haggard coughs
past the charts that lined the walls
I shuffled past those whitewashed rooms
where bouquets couldn’t sanctify the tombs

the human traffic stalling out
life was shifting in and out
and birth and death had mingled
like hazard lights across the night
highway

I turned the handle on your door
walked into room 64
and saw the snowy sheets across your bed
bleaching out the blood of life
it seemed like hours until I reached your side

but your bank of breath was overdrawn
the vault was empty
the savings gone
and the final check you whispered from your lips

you spoke to me your final words
and as your life was winding down
I was picking up the pace

sitting their beside your bed
and later at your final resting place
I remembered fingers drained of blood
and your biography was written
in the wrinkles on your face

coleen

this is exquisite E.T.E - i see this everyday and i don't know that anyone else has captured it so succinctly.

EvilToasterElf

well thankyou for a very sincere compliment coleen, I hope there are as many beautiful moments that come with that finality as the depressing ones, parents seeing their grown up children for the last time or scenes like that