A Sinister Man
A young man grabs his coat and throws it on.
A typical work day is almost done.
He nods farewell as he leaves his work place,
and begins the path home he always takes.
Now a transformation begins to unfold;
from sinister man to restless soul.
Suppressed emotions now fall like rain;
from decisions made for power and fame.
Remorse pours strong and demands to be weighed;
Seeks justification for choices made.
Twenty minutes remain to rid this pain,
so when he's home, he can sleep sound again.
He conjures excuses to heal and cure,
the regret for choices that harmed others.
Each excuse builds his shell as time goes by,
and in time this shell helps keep him dry.
Now older and rich, with a shell so thick,
remorse no longer can penetrate it.
No close friends, only acquaintances;
living on greed and stingy finances.
And lying on his death bed, you ask him,
would he have done anything different?
He stares above and replies with a smirk,
"Yes, I would have lived much closer to work."
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In Shadows They Hide - Poetry Devoted to Darkness and Fear
HorrorA collection of dark poems relating to Darkness, Fear and the Unexplained in attempts to thrill you! I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I enjoyed conjuring!
