Story of the Mo(u)rning

I wake and intake
The first breath of day
Kiss the cheek of death
Wherever its head lay

What is in spirit
Is in body
And what is in body
Can Die

Just you and I
What we see
What it can be

If we can dream
Then it will be
Anything we want it to be

Through the hurt and the pain
The heart that was slain
A glorious fee
To pay for what is death
And for all that death can be

~Ashy