Their eyes express what words cannot say. A simple goodbye and so much hell to pay. Deserted and lonely on tombstones they stand, to part from their loved ones whose caskets they lend. The fallen have spoken, such rage in their hearts, to take back what was broken, the missing pieces, the lost parts. Making their way towards the exit, they meet each other half way. Never really guessing the road they would take. With tears in their eyes they fight to keep each other alive but they just don't understand the meaning of love, and the whispers of betrayal they hear as they close their eyes at night. Next to each other they lie but it's like they both have abandoned the bodies in which they resided. They refuse to go into the light, as so many often do, knowing the judgment and doom that waits for them beyond so with us they stay, to haunt our memories and dreams until they awake once again.
