The moon grows dark
The air gives a silent chill
I rest my head on what lays forever still
The earth has swallowed your flesh
The void has taken your life
I wish I could of have hidden the knife
The ocean’s beauty means nothing to me now
I only hear the call of the vulture
There is no significance to life, only torture
You rest easy in this place of silence
I spend the nights quaking with tears
I only wish you were somewhere near
This grave has become your home
Your legacy is my hymn
Rest easy my love and walk with Him
Confessions 