Hopeless
It seeps into your bones this silent sadness
Spreading like a caustic cancerous liquid
Black and oozing slithery fingers into spaces
Once open petals to joy and light ... and hope
Like the nap of a velvet pillow
Stroked with the palm against the grain
Changing smiles to tears and love to hate
Choking the light of life from your soul
You scream to release the impending hell
But the sound is choked back by the oil
And only a gurgle of a horrific thought emerges
The impact lost in the silenced words
No one knows ... no one sees
The unrelenting march of death that spreads
Beyond sight ... without sound ... in the depths
Of your being and your defeated mortality
Willing it to stop with what’s left of your resolve
Yet knowing your weak fight can no longer conquer
Surrendering to the chokehold on your soul
The night is your comfort and your demise.
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5/23/2018
Copyright © Judith S | Year Posted 2018
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