The Coaxing Call Of Death Poem by Jinge Norvall

Storm clouds roll through mental skies
Shutting out light and day..
Lightening rods shoot fiery darts
At the heart of deepest night..
Waves arise in emotional seas
Pounding the shores of life;
Crashing thunder like stallions hooves
Battering mental endurance.

Fear not cloud, nor wave, nor storm..
Such seasons come, and pass..
Fear instead the insidious voice
That bids us to end it, and die -
The voice that speaks
To slumbering ears
Creeps into the innermost being..
Whispering of failure,
Hopelessness, death -
Scorching emotional landscapes.

Stop your ears to its' needling whine..
To the coaxing call of death -
Hopelessness is a hungry beast -
And the grave
Its' insatiable belly.