Undead for Her

I’ve risen from the grave, my skin shredded and tattered.

Among my confusion are visions of one who truly mattered.

I didn’t mean to leave her, and that’s why I’m back again.

In a life without much worth she was my only gem.

It seems I’ve reappeared just like a spot of cancer.

The lover that I left became my necromancer.

Reviews

[Kett]

i came back to read this again.

[Kett]

......this sums it up. i wont say its lovely, deep, or that you had guts to write it. ....but how i admire that you did.