Aeturnum Et. Semper

Don't Assume. Understand.

I - Makin' Deals with God

 

The sky was pitch black but still the snowflakes fell...

My skin was colder than ice but still i walked forward...

My life was nothing more than a statistic to the world around...

 

The trees of the forest were nothing more than corpses on display...

The world was once colourful now a black and white wasteland...

Memories from before flood my mind but none of you return to me...

 

You were my saving grace,

The love of my life, my will to survive...

But now you are gone...

I wish i was dead...

 

Months past, seasons change but still this wasteland remains...

A Nightmare of my Reality,

An Unforgivable Demon of my past...

 

Autumn falls, a new day dawns,

The colours from the world return but still i remain grey...

Hidden beauties laying beneath the depths, still to far for me to see...

 

Black rings circle my eyes due to many sleepless nights,

My heart is black, my lips are blue but both are colder than ice,

My skin is white and pale like a ghost.

I feel dead but still my heart beats, is this Purgatory? Do I have Insomnia?

 

The moon shines brightly in the midnight sky,

shadowing the trees making their shadows look like demons...

I look up to this sky, tears falling and crashing from the pit of my eyes,

i remember everything i once was, but now i can't go back...

 

I now stand upon a cliff staring down from a ledge,

the sad face of the world below staring back at me,

Its face cries, fires still blazing in its eyes...

 

I see the smoke has begun smouldering...

This nightmare is almost over...

 

How can i be the last survivor?

I know I left them all behind...

But how can i?

You were my saving grace,

The love of my life, my will to survive...

But now you are gone...

I wish i was dead...

 

The sun dawns upon this world,

the ashes left behind are for all to see,

this frozen iceland still a reality in my mind,

 

I am not going to jump from this ledge,

I am not going to give into temptation,

This suffering will end eventually... (i hope)

 

This may not be an addiction like a drug or a knife,

but still i wont follow it...

i will not follow this addiction, no more.

 

In the distance I hear a scream,

I know the sound is a lie,

I saw everyone die in front of me,

I die of a broken heart,

They die of the fires of their own destruction...

 

My eyes, now bloodshot from the tears i shed,

I trudge away from this ledge,

I ask myself "When will God make his final judgement and send me home...?"

 

I walk slowly across the isolated beach,

the ocean crashing against the sand,

shells appearing and disappearing in seconds,

a bottle skims across the water,

I see a letter and a golden locket within...

 

"I Love You" is all it said,

it must be for another,

but all else are dead...

 

The End

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