TRAPPED IN THE BLACK
Lance Barnwell
20 Mar, 2014 11:31 PMI'm so alone, but there's no way back If you can hear me, I'm trapped in the black He came to see me, the uninvited guest And with his scythe he crushed my chest Then he mocked me with his slow hand clapping As I lay there, my last breaths gasping I fell from life to a place called dead The lights went out, but my pneuma fled If this is the norm I cannot tell I'm not close to heaven, but near to hell There's no ticking clock, no time to gauge Is chronic isolation death's second stage? I'm a fading picture of a random thought A forgotten archive through which to sort All that I am is an ethereal essence A withering dream of a once real presence And I'm so alone, but there's no way back No one can hear me, I'm trapped in the black All that I had went one by one A last memory to purge and then I'll be gone But it's him, with his slow hand clapping And I'm lying there, my last breaths gasping ...clapping...gasping...the reaper is my keeper ...clapping...gasping...the reaper is my keeper (ad infinitum)
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Post a Comment25 Mar, 2014 10:00 PM
That was really good, and a tad bit creepy....