Life Or Death
Light pushes up against my guarded window
attempting to uncloak what lies untouched
warm amongst the darkness, the silence, the unknown
life of the living, the giving, but still alone
Where are you as my insides burn?
When I am here pushing but for what?
Death calls with a chance of revival
A saving grace from a failed suvival
No more replays of the same mistake
Searching for something I cannot shake
Take me now,
for life has spit me out
Take me now,
death come hear my shout
Copyright © Tim Smith | Year Posted 2017
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