I can feel my skull pounding
My thoughts are comfounding
Dwelling in cold torment
Feeling my soul spent
Frozen daggers stab my spine
Giving me a chilling sign
He is coming to find me
To add to my endless misery
So here I am, as I await
Not sure of my impending fate
Tears go unheard this dark night
Cries with no voice in fading light
And I still here, and waiting
Is there hope, I am anticipating
But now my fear returns for more
As I hear him now, knocking on my door
Trembling, I open the door open wide
The space is empty with no one outside
Closing and locking, I allow myself to grin
I cheated Death. I believe I can win
But I turn, he stands by the open fire
At last my last thoughts become so dire
You can never escape, that I now understand
As he offers me up his bony, icy hand
copyright Chris Smith December 22nd December 2009
My thoughts are comfounding
Dwelling in cold torment
Feeling my soul spent
Frozen daggers stab my spine
Giving me a chilling sign
He is coming to find me
To add to my endless misery
So here I am, as I await
Not sure of my impending fate
Tears go unheard this dark night
Cries with no voice in fading light
And I still here, and waiting
Is there hope, I am anticipating
But now my fear returns for more
As I hear him now, knocking on my door
Trembling, I open the door open wide
The space is empty with no one outside
Closing and locking, I allow myself to grin
I cheated Death. I believe I can win
But I turn, he stands by the open fire
At last my last thoughts become so dire
You can never escape, that I now understand
As he offers me up his bony, icy hand
copyright Chris Smith December 22nd December 2009
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