I Wait

As I gaze into the face of death,
She veils her eyes from me.
She ignores my pleas for sanity,
As I live in this earthly calamity.

Suicide binds my mind
As pain torments
My each waking hour;
Like a cold winters night
— Frozen —
In a motionless state
Of chaos and terror!

Will peace ever show his face
Like in the days of old?

Will he ever let life ease these sorrows
Of trauma from this unjust world?

Is torment the only face
That I will ever know
From this day forward
— Waiting —
Until the day that I drift
Away from this fallen
Empty place
Called home

I Wait by K. Saitta © 2009, A Walk In Verse

 

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