A Beautiful Dance


It was a beautiful song,
that unexpectedly came along.

A jagged knife in his heart;
is where the end all starts.
The ache inside lingers still;
death is life’s toughest pill.
He willingly drank the warm nectar;
as demons laughed at the specter.
Seeing her lay so still and ashen white;
no breath and eyes void of sight.
Evil giggles and celebrates;
thinking it’s won this round of fate.
He stares in silent misery,
wondering if he, she is able to see.
The razor fangs of fate sunk deep;
taking what he held but could not keep.
Remains the memories of days;
two tortured souls, one could not stay.

It was a beautiful dance,
that all happened by chance.

~Mark Schutter ©2014

(Poem #10 of 31 for #OctPoWriMo, prompted by the song Bones by MSMR posted by Hastywords on The Reverie. )


8 thoughts on “A Beautiful Dance

    • Thank you Staci, this one is personal as I have and am living it. Not sure if you have read my about page but that gives you a little more insight into why. It is a tragedy to be alive yet dead on the inside as you state. Thank you so much for your kind words, take care!


      • Just read it this weekend. Very heart wrenching. I can’t comprehend going through that. I’m sure it was very tough. I’m glad though that you have two lovely girls in your life now though.
        Blessings to you Mark.

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