In Grief

I walk this way
The flock of dead is around
I bereave of my mind
Waiting either hell or heaven
The world of the dead
Hope is nil yet
An illusory hope
Terror seized me
I cannot die, I cannot live
I want wings of freedom
I cannot die, I cannot cry
I will strangle me, the hour has come
The hour has come
I see failed goddess
Death is calling me
I’m feeling afraid
Death is calling me
How do you feel?
I feel dead