Come Cast Your Stones

When this cruel world decides to cast a stone
And damn me to a fate of certain death,
I look into my heart, and I, alone,
Know that I'm doomed with every living breath.
Until my life's candle must fade away,
And the wick crumble with the zephyr's blow,
I wait with patience till the very day
The winds of change will come to claim my soul.
Though I live, my eyes are filled with sorrow,
Knowing I will never feel happiness.
I live my days empty, alone, hollowed
From a world cursing me with nothingness.
So cast your stones and set my spirit free.
Grant me death and its sweet serenity.

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

So cast your stones and set my spirit free.
Grant me death and its sweet serenity.

Reviews

[Fragilebrokendreams]

Very well done, I could feel the goosebumps all over. A great piece indeed.

[RedInk524]

Amazing, i absolutely love how much emotion you put in to your work. You are one of the gretest poets i have seen.

[Lily Mae]

Very intense.. I could feel this all the way through my own soul... I too wait for those same stones to be cast... death in it's sweet serenity is a temptation for sure..xx Excellent write..xx

[Ruth]

And through that emotion we can truly be free in a way! I feel this one hon...beautifully poignant and haunting xx

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

A most telling of poems, it reaches the mere cast of people, where we are in eveloution and risked behaviour, interesting, good read.