Consequential Journey Poem by Joshua Hillard

When it feels like you’re stuck in the middle,
You, your life, your world seems to be trapped,
It’s stored away in a casket to tight,
With every corner tied down and strapped,

You only pray for an air leak,
Because it feels as if you’re losing your breath,
But there is nothing there,
Except for the stress in you until your death,

A night full of plenty you pray for a way out,
An escape from the pain that is dealt,
You believe you see this white light at the end,
To come to realize all the hurt you have felt,

You continue to suffer greatly each day,
As this casket continues to be lowered down,
Kicking, fighting, and screaming as you feel each budge,
But life has made it to no abound escape of sound,

After so long you begin to go crazy,
Your conscience begins to deprive your thoughts,
You swallow each and ever so passing tear away,
Consequently feeling your life when it halts,

I want you to live life as I have,
Feel every nook and cranny of pain I have grasped,
You won’t be laughing as I am not anymore,
Now I’m here to tell you my life found home once and collapsed.