Poison PillA Poem by John B. Bolling
Life keeps giving me the poison pill
Basking in sunlight on a windowsill
In a home where I belong no more
A mystery but I know what’s in store
I sense it in the gusting fall wind
The cold fall rain is aching to begin
I am aching for its chilled embrace
Ice water caress my wretched face
Frozen within to be frozen without
Even a hope of being redeemed
How I despise this endless dream
Another morning, a brilliant sun
Soon set aside as the fear has begun
It has sunk its teeth firmly in my skin
As it seeks to break me limb by limb
I sense it in a great eastern bluster
Remember when life had its luster
Now I’ve been left out in the cold
The end of the story has been told
All I have to do is make it to the end
Of a dire road that swallows me whole
So that I may part with my weary soul
I remember when
Longing for days to never end
Praying to heaven for God to send
Just a little more sunlight
A gallivanting flashlight
I could close my eyes and pretend
I remember when
My dreams began to shatter
The fabric faded and tattered
Until it became torn
Thoughts stillborn
Maybe none of it mattered
I down my poison pill with some water
Nerves become sheep going to slaughter
I feel emotion washing away from me
Panic now nothing but a receding sea
I feel it in the lights that all fade
A drag racer is always betrayed
As soon as the stoplight flashes red
Pedal to the floor, concrete and treads
Uncertain of what may be in front of me
For a moment I am unfettered and free
Speeding off into another empty night
© 2008 John B. Bolling |
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Added on December 6, 2008 Last Updated on December 29, 2008 AuthorJohn B. BollingLong Island, NYAboutForever walking the fine line between self-preservation and self-destruction. more..Writing
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