Death's Stranger Poem by Debra Miller

Twisted barrenness tears my existence.
Bitter hatred,
death's intrusiveness,
flaunting my sanity.
Familiarity uprooted...
spiraling downward
emotionless,
earth's cold ground
blanketing my heart's companion.
Frozen rivulets of dreams
encapsulated in broken promises
beckon my call.
Weeping succumbs the darkness pitted in my soul.
Faded portraits smear life's ultimate demise
stained by the blur of cascading tears.
Muffled screams
choked gasps contain
fleeting desires of eternity, tremble,
in the gallows of my sorrow...
Yet I Live!

(2/23/2005)