Twenty years ago

When we were young
You told me " I will guide you
Cause am elder and you are young."
I nodded my head and followed
You. I took your word for granted
And dreamt this pattern for life.
Twenty years later I am left
Looking at you lying there
Within the four walls of your
Coffin. I reach out my hand
To touch, the coldness runs
Through my blood down my
Spine. I retrieve my hand
And clasp it to my chest.
Memories of your words
Wrap my mind. They form a
Knot in my stomach and
Cramps in my thighs.
I am seated in this chair of life.
Beside me your chair remains
Empty. Noone will come to
Sit and claim to be you.
Twenty years ago you said
" Follow me I am elder
You are young."

Wrapped in silence

There is noise all around me,
But I am wrapped in silence.
The blood witihin me 've run cold,
And my bones brittle. My chest weaves the air from out
Into a web and causes me to heave And breathe.
My eyes stare at the Lone wooden box, It stares back at me .
Where did you come from? Where are you goiing?
Why dont you tell me instead of the others talking?
My fingers intwine to form a mess of flesh And bones .
All bare. All there. All naked. All there to stare.
And you ... you peacefully lie
Waiting maybe or gone , I do not know.
They tell me myths, they tell me stories,
They tell me answers to questions i never told.
There is noise all around me
But I am wrapped in silence .