Shoved back
By this thin black veil
Held neatly
By Hades thin fingers
No longer guided by angels
Soft
And sad
The look I give
Can smash their dreams
This eradicating wormhole
These words are yours to sing
As you enter heaven
I feel bitter
Caught between two points
Sharing these embers
For better use
And once more
So at ease
Tired
Angry
Melted away
By your digitized wisdom