In The Darkness Of Shadows Poem by John Vogel

In the darkness of shadows I lie, my mind still reeling
the knife still in me, puddle of blood around me congealing
feeling no pain, my brain seeking solace in the grip of death
each breath pulling me closer to the edge of forgetfullness
lying in helplessness, in the darkness of shadows, concealed
try to move, it's useless, i cry, lying there silent and still
filled with regret, as death is imminent, filled with dismay
things i forgot to say, always thinking there'd be one more day
the world is turning a hazy grey, the darkness seems deeper
shadows seem to creep over me like the touch of the grim reaper
feel the cold deep in my soul, consuming me like a hungry beast
lying in shadow, in a ghetto town, victim of the brutal streets
Eluding me, how long I have been lying here, hours or seconds?
every breath an eternity, wondering, will there be a next one?
regetting an expensive lesson learned, the last one I geuss
messin around tryna score some rock, ended up scoring death
but then again, eventually, I kind of knew I'd end up here
bleeding in the darkness of shadow in the middle of nowhere
no fear. no feeling at all as I lie here, eyes not seeing
a feeling of peacefull release, no longer desiring anything
floating away, as if in a dream, my body seperate from me
then suddenly find myself falling, awake now... regretfully
leaning against a wall, shake off the remnants of this dream
find my pipe and screen, this piece of SOS should do nicely
check the scene, hidden from sight, light the hard as it crackles
laugh and sit back, hidden from life, in the darkness of shadows