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I
Died a Beautiful Death…
In a dream I
had last night
I looked on as
I saw myself die
Maybe I died a
long time ago
When I stopped
believing in life
Last night I
died a beautiful death
Even the angels
wept for me
People I
didn’t think cared whether I lived or died
Spoke
eloquently about how I’d touch their lives
My best friend
in the world blamed herself for my demise
She said every
time she thinks of me
She just breaks
down and cries wondering why
She had never
seen the signs of my unhappiness
Distraught,
overcome with grief
She had to be
helped back to her seat
The next person
who spoke is the girl who haunted my soul
I still
remember the day I first laid eyes on her
I fell deeply
in love, but somehow she didn’t feel the same
That pain lived
in heart until the day I died
Last night I
died a beautiful death
Even the angels
wept for me
As she tried to
find the words to eulogize my life
Something
beautiful happened as she stood over my coffin
She caressed my
face with her hands
Tears rolled
down her face splashing against my lips
Never tasted
anything so sweet
She lowered her
lips to my ears
Whispered
softly to me, what she said I couldn’t believe
All I could do
was cry inside
Wishing I could
somehow come back to life
Face to face
she would finally reveal
How she’s
always felt, but kept it buried deep inside
So afraid to be
hurt again
If she would
have somehow known there’s no way in the world
I would ever
hurt her, no way
Words she
whispered in my ear:
I’ve always
been in love with you
From the very
first day you caught my eye
You’ve always
been my guy even if you didn’t know
Even in death,
I will never let you go
So scared of
getting hurt again I locked my heart away
To escape
love’s pain but pain is all I feel now
Wish I’d
somehow found the courage to let you know
I’ve always
been in love with you
Last night I
died a beautiful death
Even the angels
wept for me
The love of my
life finally loves me
Last night I
died a beautiful death
Even the angels
wept for me.
(2:01am on one
of those never ending insomniac nights. 9-27-97)