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In the dark

Near the end of a long, dark hall
Where shadows blend, consume the walls
You swear you hear the muffled calls

The shouts, the screams, the laughs, the cries
The love, the hate, the wasted lives

You turn to run, to escape, to find where your feet betrayed you
To find a God you wished had made you (and maybe save you)
To try to change, but still you stay you —

— stumble through a broken door
Where life was bright, but is no more
You see a letter, but can’t be sure
If you’re the one it’s written for

Minutes pass as you read the words
Of winter skies and lonely birds
And this is when you finally heard

Footsteps echo from down the hall
Where shadows blend, consume the walls

You’re not alone, he’s here to
He’s walking slowly, watching you
You want to run, but cannot move

“Do you know who I am?”
He asks with a smile
You think it over, all the while
Your face shows fear, his shows guile

He tells you he’s an undertaker
But you will never meet your maker
At least not until much later

You fall to your knees, you fall into tears
You confess lies and wrongs from years
With sunny days you once held dear

You go to cry, you go to shout
But this time when you call out

It’s nothing more than muffled calls
Near the end of a long, dark hall
Where shadows blend, consume the walls

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The Snow

Sometimes I wonder if I’m still there.
If my memory haunts you
In the snow.
Like an old abandoned house
With a dusty box of letters,
Photographs and broken memories
Sitting by the stairs.

And when I think and think
I think too much, it makes me weak
I crumble to the ground and on my knees
I shed a single tear for memories I know
Are dying.

Am I still living?
Do you know that I’m awake
Or does the past only make
You run further away?

I know you filter out the snow.
The dreams of yesterday
When you mark down on your calendar
News plans penned today

You have the things you always said
That you wanted.
No, needed.
You have the things you thought
Would make you smile.

So are you happy?
Or was it something that you
Already had that you took for granted
Now gone forever

Someday an old lady
Will bring me back to life
Through pictures in her head
And warmth felt long ago

She will crumble to the ground on her knees
And shed a single tear for memories she killed
And know that she stomped a dream.

So I’m alive
Even if only for a moment
In the regrets of a tattered old woman
Whose heart never knew again
The true love she abandoned
In the snow.

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Singing the Blues

I tell
Myself
I lost it all,
Dropped the ball.
So I don’t get
Emptiness
Taking
Everything away from me

I
Might be afraid
To die
That ain’t gonna make
My life
Worth any less.
And I’ll
Be singing the blues
For you.

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Smoke

In my lungs,
In the air,
This mirage
I call a life.
In my world,
I’ve no care.
In this dream,
Some other life.
In your head
I’ve been dead,
And perhaps
It’s for the best.
Smokey room,
I see you,
My last breath
Will slowly fade away.
In my lungs,
In the air,
The collapse
Of my old life.

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This life

The smell of rotted meat,
Decaying flesh,
Tests the gag reflex.
The sight of millions
Of maggots all
Slowly squirming,
Lives insignificant
To me.

The sound of devil growls
Clawing, scratching,
Groaning, needing food.
The sight of an old friend,
Gone forever.
You wish you’d never known
This life.

The touch of tender love,
A long lost dream
Replaced by hunger.
The sight of mankind lost,
No direction
When the end of the world
Is born.

The taste of dread and fear,
Life on the run,
No such place called home.
The sights we once saw died;
Apocalypse.
You wish you’d never known
This life.

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Strum

The dance of life
The light of day
The feeling in my head.
I could cry
One thousand times
I could live a dream.

One flick of the wrist
One sound is born
The blending of many notes.
I could live
And I could die
In this moment every day.

My life revolves
Around this movement
Repeated every day.
My heart dissolves,
My brain’s resolve
Is tested every day.

Music is what makes me
Wake up tomorrow,
Just as it was today.
Music will be
The death of me,
There is no better way.

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The grind of life

Sometimes it takes years to realize,
Sometimes it can pass us by.
This is the end of everything.
This is the grind of life.

I wave goodbye, I say goodnight
I kiss you on the forehead.
My life’s a dream, you are a ghost,
The world, confined to my bed.

Insanity, reality,
It’s all really the same.
I drove you, and you drove me,
Who’s to say what is or not insane?

Sometimes it takes years to realize,
Sometimes it can pass us by.
This is the end of everything.
This is the grind of life.

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