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Rebirth

In my state of weary consciousness
I can see more clearly than I ever have before,
Examining every detail right Down to every scratch and scuff on the floor.
But there is a price,
A price I’m willing to pay.
My pain will be gone. But this is my last day.
 
In my state of weary consciousness
Every sound is dull
Merging together
Hard to avoid
Conversation is null
Concentration is void
But what would concentration do?
Force me to face the inevitable truth?
So I say my goodbyes
through teary eyes
and apologise for lies
told in the past in my vast labyrinth of life?
No! I will not concentrate,
My mind had reached a near euphoric state and
In my state of weary consciousness
I AM the higher power!
No god like me, at this ungodly hour.
Through the busy crowd I arise
The reaper walking toward me
Unseen by mortal eyes.
He takes me by the hand and removes me from my life.
Removes my from my memories
Removes me from this pain
This hell!
Leaves the crowd staring down at a now vacant shell.
 
In my state of death it’s dark and I’m alone.
But this strange desolation has a feeling of .. Home
I struggle and wriggle and manage to break free.
Slowly open my eyes, there’s people looking at me.
I’m scared and I panic, I begin to cry.
Until this beautiful woman looks me right in the eye.
Instantly I’m safe I’m loved and I’m warm.
Life starts anew
I am reborn!
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