Hanging By A Thread
I’m on the verge of losing everything
as lashing tears are thrashing ‘gainst the night
and mournful notes of black rose petals sing
from wells so deep they’ve never seen the light.
My come to Jesus moment on my knees,
I’m at your mercy in my darkest hour.
In desperation hear my prayers and pleas,
the moody gloom surrounding me is dour.
These thorny thoughts of you won’t let me loose
and breathing is a fight I might not win.
High hopes and dreams in broken promise noose
from rope of human nature and of sin.
In woeful rhythm beaten heart does beat ~
my blood does sing the blues of your deceit.
May 5, 2018
Beautiful Sadness Poetry Contest
Sponsor: John Hamilton
Copyright © Susan Ashley | Year Posted 2018