Dinner with Death
by Matt Johnson
Broken bones and an empty soul
Can’t hide the fact that I’ve lost control
A forgotten promise; a friend turned away
Takes my pain through another day
Crossing over, I can’t carry on
Holding this heart that doesn’t belong

Open wounds
Tear-stained eyes
Rectifying
Family Ties
Heart-broken
Nothing left
I sit at the table, having
Breakfast with Death

A shallow soul for the eternal abyss
Times gone past that I’ll always miss
The one time I forgot to say goodbye
Was the only time I was afraid to die
I go out walking, not knowing when
My hopes and dreams to Heaven I send

Blackened wounds
Opened eyes
Ruined friendships
I have to try
Saving grace
Nothing left
I sit with nothing, having
Lunch with Death

Staring at nothing with a picture in hand
Of the only time on my own I could stand
The picture in flames, the burns on my skin
Readying my life for it to begin again
Blackness devours; the light makes me strong
This life of mine has gone on for too long

Healed wounds
Empty eyes
Quietly searching
The final surprise
Amazing endings with
Nothing left
I look at my demons, having
Dinner with Death

I laugh at my fears, having
Dinner with Death

I walk in the shadows, to have
Dinner with Death
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