An End With No Death

Mourn do I, unspoken tears do spill
The splinters pierce, yet there is no kill
Funeral there is, but no pain or sorrow
Nor a smile, as I don't want to borrow

Stand I alone, as I feel the burn
Turning to flames, through the lessons I learn
Unspilt blood, loosing its colour
Screams from within, silence begins to holler

Disillusioned, by the way life is
Words which are lost, glee and bliss
Watching I see for what things are
Sentry at the heart, everyone does bar

Not necessary a period, signifies the end
Things still remain, returns end as a bend
No life it is, if counted by only the breath
At times nothing remains, An end with no death