Reflecting off the wet horizon…
I could see – lying there in the dirt,
Irony of this condescending phase…
The shadows crept closer – menacing
The air grew colder – thoughts disheveled
Cold wind did flicker the flame within
And then it was all over, the fire was out…
The darkness around danced to melancholy
Tunes of lament that could purge the soul
And on that cold night, under the naked sky
The body turned cold…and then settled down…
Then came peace – I was floating beyond…
Where trivial darkness could not me pursue
But within, I felt not peace, I felt not joy,
For all fairness of life, I should not be put down,
Enslaved by morbid thoughts – tied up
Torn to shreds by a thousand vultures
Left to rot where nay shall ever find…
That there was reason – twas not my time…
The peace slowly began to fade away…
A feeling so heavy it thence drew me down
Placid cold did then – so penetrate
I would have died, if not already so…
The pain returned searing within
For a vital moment time did stop
Broke out a spark – cold body within
I opened by eyes to witness – BEYOND!
The shadows of darkness – surprised, stared
Then sneered – moved closer for the final kill
Screams to fury did ensue from within…
NOW…NOT MY TIME…I WONT BE PUT DOWN(7:45 AM)
Void Thought
30/7/07
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