R.I.P.

a peom that chills the soul and heal the heart

Rest In Peace
Tread softly here for the dead rest near
Speak quietly and whisper here
Don't disturb those who rest here
For they rest when all is dark and quiet
Sleep deeply or they'll call for you
Don't answer, don't call out
Or they'll come looking for you
Don't cry, please don't cry
Your pain and grief will only call them
See the mist how it grows
Like its seeping from the ground
Its them, they're here
they've come to send you home
To whisper of the grief you cause
Everytime your here
To tell you that the words are not enough
The flowers and tears only add on the years
So stop treading on the graves
Of those who still wait to this day
Don't whisper as if in church
Speak with life and love
Dry your tears and turn away
From the sad and dreary days
Life goes on and so do we
So please stop calling after me.