#waitingontheexecutioner
Like a tree in the night I get lost in the shadows
Standing here waiting my turn at the gallows
I'm just a mirage
Decked out in camouflage
A black silouet against a sea of gray
The drakness conceals the decay
Watching the moonbeams resistance Against the darks existence
The star's twinkle in denial
But the darkness has been there all the while
Consumed by years of agonizing pain
I don't consider myself even close to sane
Digging through life's haystack to find that proverbial needle
My search is methodical but the results are feeble
So I'm beginning to bending under the weight
Of this wretched life, this darkest fate
For I have already tasted the sorrow
Of every single one of my lifes tomorrows
Once a mighty warrior full of hope and fight
All that remains is poison tainted veins from life's snake bite
So here in the crushing darkness I stand and wait
Hoping the executioner, my years will soon abbreviate
©Pauline Russell
Feb 25, 2017
Feb 25, 2017 at 3:00 AM UTC