Weary

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I watch
and I breathe
and I cry
and I sleep
And I still
cannot wake
from this
never
ending
nightmare
And I hope
And I pray
That in the
Coming days
That my life
Will be done
And the nightmare
All gone.

Yet I wake
And I see
Standing right
Before me
Is a demon of old
All my fears
Left untold
And I stare
And I whine
Because now
It's my time
And yet still
Here I weep
Hope for mornings
to see
And I can't
change my mind
Because it's
Running wild
And I can't
Yet decide
If I do want to die
Or if life
Is still worth
All the effort
And hurt

So I pray
That tonight
I will leave
And I'll right
All the wrongs
That I've done
And the next
Day to come
Will be my
Final time
Or the smile
In my eyes
Will return
Once again
I just hope
That my friend
Can survive
Without me
Long enough
Learn to breathe
Learn to let go again
And find
a
Different
End

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