Bmth Deathbeds Lyrics Novels & Stories

"I know this is coming to an end Aware of all the pain that will ensue And when it leaves a hole inside my chest I'm not sure how I'll cover up the wound My body's filled with my regret And sorrow Gloomy symphonies fill my head, mhh Tonight I think I'll write the saddest song To cleanse me of your memory and mend me when you're gone I can feel we're barely holding on So tonight I think I'll write the saddest song And maybe when I play it in my room I won't feel so empty when I'm thinking about you I can feel we're barely holding on So tonight I think I'll write the saddest song Mhh-mh, mhh, Mhh-mh

She finally sang a song as she went to the pack house and showered “Romero…Baudouin…what do I do now….I’ve seen dark before…but not like this…this is cold…this is empty….this is numb…the life I knew is over…the lights are out…hello darkness…I’m ready to succumb….I follow you around…I always have…but you’ve gone to a place I can not find…this grief…has a gravity..it pulls me down…but a tiny voice whispers in my mind…you are lost….hope is gone…but you must…go on…and do the next right thing…can there be a day beyond this night…I don’t know anymore what is true….I can’t find my direction, I’m all alone…the only star that guided me was you…..how to rise from the floor…when it’s not you I’m rising

My life's a feat though I've tasted defeat. I have fought so true as my heart beats. Go away memory, go away, go away! Leave with my soul as my body falls in the hay. Let there be strown on my lonely grave. Honor me as a friend, a warrior so brave. Tis, my last words shall be brought forth. As the deadly solstice forest embraces my fate. Remember me. Remember me, with or without grace...

FIVE DAYS EARLIER “ I stand on the last bridge of my life. Who knew Brooklyn Bridge, a bridge I always crossed through would be the bridge I fall from? I breathe in my last breath, so refreshing… The breeze blows my ebony hair and with one last step, l'll… “ “ Krystal!”

Don't stay awake for too long Don't go to bed I'll make a cup of coffee for your head I'll get you up and going out of bed Yeah, I don't wanna fall asleep I don't wanna pass away I been thinking of our future 'cause I'll never see those days I don't know why this has happened But I probably deserve it I tried to do my best But you know that I'm not perfect I been praying for forgiveness You've been praying for my health When I leave this earth Hoping you'll find someone else 'Cause yeah, we still young There's so much we haven't done Getting married, start a family Watch your husband with his son I wish it could be me But I won't make it off this bed I hope I go to heaven So I see you once a

For a second I saw her the way she must have appeared to her foster sister so many years ago: a tiny child with delicate features, alone and lonely in the world. “Nobody’s ever gonna remember me,” she murmured. “What are you talking about?! Of course they are!” She shook her head slowly, never taking her eyes off the horizon. “They only remember the ones who die. John Bonham… Keith Moon…” Her words sent a shiver down my spine. They only remember the ones who die. We had just officially crossed over into a Very Dark Place. But I didn’t want to go there. I didn’t want to ask her about that. I couldn’t. Not now. Not the way I was feeling, like my insides were about to come up any second.

My mind was too far away. Then his voice became clearer. “We now commit this body to the ground; earth to earth, ashes to ashes, dust to dust, in the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen.” Those were the final words. The coffin began to lower. The sound of it descending into the ground echoed louder than it should have. My chest tightened painfully as reality pressed harder against me. This was it. This was the end. After today, I would have nothing but memories to hold on to.

Closing my eyes, I was ready to feel the pain that will end me forever. People are afraid to die, but I am gladly accepting it today. Because I know I will be dying for a cause and it will not be in vain. I leave Aiden in your care Vince. Please take care of him. Because I may not be around , to see you again. Goodbye Vince. I have finally surrendered to our tragic fate. Maybe we were never bound to be one , from the very beginning. While you were a King , I was a mere slum girl.

I'm sorry to say, but today is your death day The air is thick with rot and decay Your blood will paint the cold, cracked floor Dripping like echoes from the hands before Whispers crawl from the cracks in the wall Laughter distorts a sickening call The lights flicker, the shadows Bend This isn't a dream; this is the end Run, run, but your feet won't move The darkness wraps its chains around you A sick grin forms in the blackest shade Time runs out and so will your veins A lullaby hums in a voice not your own Sung from the mouths of the buried and dead A faceless thing grins in the wide doorway Stretching its arms, your escort inside Your name is etched on a tomb with no grave A jagged whispe

" But death is important, it's like life itself, you cannot defy death. " " I can do anything now, I'm just waiting for your acceptance. " .................... To be continued