I'm Dying

I'm Dying

Persevere inspite of doubt,

in this you cannot fault.

I can't give-way to horror,

in mind, or breath, or more.

The days are long,

the nights give song,

to nightmares that have

no shore.

Total grief haunts me,

in thought, or sight, it daunts me.

Coming in to land,

I find I cannot stand.

They left pools of bloody memories,

inside of all my energy.

It drains me of my senses,

and I get left on fences.

Not a place to be!!

Hurry up, can you see?

I'm dying.

K.A.P.

7/5/2009