WAITING GAME

life taken for granted

The darkness escapes him as he takes his last breath

Revealing something about him, he didn’t even know about his own self

Memories of his life flash before his eyes, focus lost and darkness becomes him

The darkness he thought that left his body when he dies, has come back to haunt him

Even in the afterlife he is miserable, distraught and in pain

All the days that he lived out, for what?

Questions unanswered, and plans unfinished, dreams left unspoken

Life just ends for him with no reason as to why

Aiming to be a better person, but realized too late in his life

Tragic death unexpected, soul torn into pieces and thrown like a carcass on the side of the road

What he wouldn’t do to have another chance, to start all over and do things right this time around

Hands ice cold, lips chapped and no where a sound

All by himself in his own tortured thoughts, left behind and abandoned

Sadly a feeling he is all too familiar with

Darkness overpowers him little by little, spreading like an epidemic he cannot shake

All he can do is wander, because at the end of it all its just a waiting game

Reviews

[Mai L Nissen]

It is quite tragic! Although, not rare enough - waiting for life instead of living it, when you have the chance. "... at the end of it all its just a waiting game" I like that ending - it leaves the story appropriately unresolved :)

[nastassia]

thank you mai. I was going for an edning like that. Leave some to the imagination; have the reader think of their own ending, just wonder.

[nazia]

this s really what happens when we take life for granted. well said

[nastassia]

Thank you very much