(An Ode To A) Silent Lover

Laid my head on the blades of green grass
 Smell of unrest homeward bound
 Trails that lay cold and forgotten
 Perceive and smell, someone's around.
 Guised in black hood, myself copied
 Raises arm and the truth he narrates
 "I am but a shade of your making,
 Time shall tick and one shall stay"
 How am I supposed to untangle
 This riddle played in blacks and whites?
 One me begs to turn my way around
 Another points to a hell bound flight.
 Inanimate body on the blades of green grass
 Orchid smell conquers the rotten
 Black hood me wins the battle
 The other me is soon forgotten.
 One truth stands godforsaken
 An ode to a silent lover
 One hood stays unmistakable
 One gets burned, one uncovers.
 I Seek not peace of mind
 Nor counterfeited words of grief
 Sorrow's not my godsend present
 Another world shall wait for me.
 Lives are just illusions my friend
 The hooded you shall set you free
 Terminate one painful event
 "Death is a twin born with thee".