I arrested a space in time today
as rented as a room
i reflected upon my earthly stay
and apparent doom
there are no windows, sound or light
In this domain of tense
It left me in a state of fright
behind a measured fence
I reflect upon this life i live
and measure my demize
will my creator dare to forgive?
my conscious is the prize.
Copyright © anthony Pardi jr | Year Posted 2015