Thursday, July 8, 2010
When I'M Gone
Everything is elusive,
I'm so cheated life has become abusive.
Wasting my writing time wondering alone
Why in this sundry of chaos I wander alone
I am lost amid a wilderness of imbalance,
But in this life the imbalance is balance.
Pain feeds on my souls flesh
As vultures feed on scavenged flesh
And fear is feeding on my joy
As I have become another realms toy.
When I come to the end of my helpless wallow,
When I become just a shadow
And take of this dust garment,
I hope I'll be blessed to have a blissful life in the firmament.