Secrets

Would you walk upon my shallow grave,

Leave flowers by the stone,

Or would you take my shining jewels,

And leave me all alone?

Would you walk among the people,

Gathered in this solemn hall,

Or count the jewels and waken,

Bloody words against the wall.

Would you stand above my casket,

With that oath you swore to swear,

Pretending like you always did,

To love, and laugh, and care.

Would you cry behind your fingers,

In the darkness of the night,

To long that I was there again,

To make your life just right.

Was it you who took my treasure,

My family and friends,

Or did you stop and realize,

That love just never ends.

Would you keep my favorite dolly

And lay upon the bed,

The salty tears are flowing,

And your eyes are turning red.

Did you ever start to wonder,

If I'd haunt you day by day,

If I'd follow you and whisper,

'Bout the debt you have to pay.

That night you watched me standing,

With a gun against my breast,

When blood shines bright against the wall,

Would you lay me down to rest.

And as you read this solemn tale,

Hold this thought within your head:

What secrets would you want to tell,

If you were forthwith Dead.