Before Death Comes Poem by david lessard

Before death comes, I'll sing to you,
a melody of dying,
okay on the outside,
but deep within,
I'm crying.

Before I die, I'll croon to you,
sorrow when I kissed you not,
lyrics of destruction,
inside, my soul's begun to rot.

Love is ended, here no more,
it's too far away, gone for good,
Your love is locked behind a door,
which I wouldn't open if I could.

Before I die, I'll sing you a song,
one you may not want to hear,
but I have to sing it,
before I go...
'Cause it's the only song,
the only tune,
the only mournful melody I know.