G is for Gravity

Recently I have encountered events to make me feel like such a force as gravity has weighed me down to an endless oblivion called life so here you go.

G is for Gravity

Standing on the edge of the abyss,

looking into the story of my life,

a never-ending darkness,

I can hear all the cries and laughs,

the days of joy flashing deep down.

Leaning too close,

I am captured,

forced to face the facts,

put on trial in front of all my peers,

finally facing my crimes.

So many to convict me for,

I plead guilty but face the jury anyway,

they point their fingers,

the grimace on the judge,

the sentence is death.

I am put upon a bed of nails,

the cold feeling upon my skin,

pushed forward for good measures,

and the pressure commences,

such force to crush the heart,

my mind beginning to go erratic.

My breath is pushed out of me,

hard to focus on the present,

my back bleeds the sins,

the nails so dull and shapeless push in,

my heart weighs now.

The pulsing starts to slow,

my ribs begin to fracture,

my eyes are no longer there,

my hands and feet twitch,

I know I die and yet survive,

leaving such a legacy down here,

no one hears or cares for you,

yet I am the lucky one;

To have these feelings,

to have had this oppurtunity,

I shed no more tears for you,

judgement has been passed,

and with my dying breath,

I predict the future.

Such grief will be presented,

all will drift away,

the past no more,

the future not thought of,

everything left to be swept up.

My corpse is smashed upon the bottom,

a thousand pieces scattered,

not all to be removed;

and gravity is the culpret,

helping with the ending of my story,

pushing me to the deepest recesses of this abyss,

my heart,

deep, dark, and weighed with gravity.

Author's Note

Wow, its been a while. I feel like this is the worst thing ever. Please review and help me make this better. Thanks. -Dave-