THE COMFORT OF DARKNESS
THE COMFORT OF DARKNESS BY BHENGU SS
A broken heart, its pieces scattered,
A kiss I crave from death's embrace;
My hand outstretched, yet never held.
Is this fate? Is this a test?
Oh Beloved Death, please set me free,
Guide me into the blissful darkness,
To a place where suffering is but a memory.
Free me, Beloved, from this mortal strife;
Let me embrace your eternal solace.
Beloved Death, my heart's final wish.
© bhengu ss
A broken heart, its pieces scattered,
A kiss I crave from death's embrace;
My hand outstretched, yet never held.
Is this fate? Is this a test?
Oh Beloved Death, please set me free,
Guide me into the blissful darkness,
To a place where suffering is but a memory.
Free me, Beloved, from this mortal strife;
Let me embrace your eternal solace.
Beloved Death, my heart's final wish.
© bhengu ss