The Anatomy of Melancholy

forlorn, forgotten
naked, cold
all alone, although I know
you will not cry
all of life
in deep, dark, murky water
let me drown
slowly, peacefully, proudly
in pearl, weed, coral and stone
lie me down
sleeping, always, eternal
all of lifes sorrow
lay my body in sea-lace and sandstone
cloaked within this blue shroud
solemn, silent
all of lifes sorrow