This Dark CellA Poem by WIndreaderThis Dark Cell In this dark cell of mine where I was punished for a crime I sit here and grieve baby, tears sure don't deceive I loved you for what you showed me, right now I'd wish you'd hold me I'm alone right now in this cell and afraid that I'm going to Hell your comfort isn't here and I really miss you dear If I hadn't shot that poor man down maybe I then would still be around they never listened to my plea they just smiled and opened the doors for me to see wrapped me up in balls and chains now my ankles have bruises and pains my clothes are mangled and wet my body is dripping with sweat Still I fight this through to show my love for you they can never take you away even if my world is left foray they just put the rope around my neck and heck, I'm not dying yet! The priest gave the executioner a nod and strangely I feel closer to God As the lever is pressed, you cross my mind I start gasping for as much air as I can find I start squirming like a wild goose but this rope isn't getting loose this world is getting colder and colder and soon I look over my shoulder among the many people, stands you, smile, is what you do it is okay for me to go. Your love will follow me I know I die with a smile on my face. For I have died with grace
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