Wednesday, February 2, 2011

I CARRY MY OWN CASKET By Jasen Sousa

I CARRY MY OWN CASKET


I lift,
make sure I have a tight grip,
the casket is sealed tight
incase blood drips.

March in my own memorial,
towards the sky, my body slowly raising.
Housed inside
my air tight haven.

I carry my own casket
and determine the date of my own demise.
A closed casket so you will not be able to see
the estranged look in my eyes.

I carry my own casket,
decorate my own wake.
Died, and was able to hear
my own heart break.

I carry my own casket,
dig my own hole
and ride into Heaven on a long and lonely road.

I carry my own casket,
murder my own identity.
Torture tactically
my own worst enemy.

I carry my own casket
and seal the cover tight.
I carry my own casket,
I take my own life.




Taken From
Almost Forever By Jasen Sousa (Written between age 22 and 23)
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