The Final Stall Poem by Tim Rawson

The Final Stall



It's cloudy upstairs, I can't see straight
My days are all jumbled
I just can't relate
No heaven no hell no where to turn
In my heart I feel a undescribeable burn
Life as I knew it has finally stood still
To have a complete heart was my one last will
Cold and dark is what I feel
Like a sky I once seen, it seems so real
The wind has stopped blowing
The snow has forever ceased
No more progression of time
This mind is at ease
No more wars in my head
Nothing else on my mind
The earth is a blanket around me
I'm eternally blind

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Tim Rawson

Tim Rawson

Weirton, West Virginia
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