Lost Niche

"another hectic read, if you may."

 

Your head spins

Your soul in an intangible whirlpool

You gasp for breath

Choke on an undelivered thought

 

The jubilee is lost

The glee forgotten

This is a strange cove

The air cuts through

 

In that distant horizon

You see a platoon pass by

A hope kindles

You called your angels

 

Help has arrived

Your being will be rescued

You sigh into the hope

Your cheer still subdued

 

You feel another draft

The coldest yet..

The hope carriers seem to be

Walking the wrong way ...out of your vision

 

You stretch out an arm

Let out that hollow cry

Desperation strikes..with the shrillest alarm

You see faith slip away

 

This isn't your era

A vacant labyrinth

You're lost...for good

This isn't your niche

 

The assassins will arrive

Your existence will be slayed

Your aimless wander.. into the unknown

Will be returned.. A penance sentenced

 

Run along poor soul

You're another helpless victim

Undo your wander

Go cross that border

 

Go back to where you belong

Locate all familiarity

Don't stop till you're there

The assassins have arrived..

 

Reviews

[deeps]

Wow! This is wonderful, Full of wonderful expressed emotions.
I can feel this write. Wonderful flow as well.