Shadows of the Shore

(This poem is about 3 years old) Hear the whispers as the wind breathes The world is but a lingering dream Shards of reality from a deadened tree Under the bridge you wait for me Seeing unreal visions in the moonlit water Dying is humanity, to a self-slaughter Majestic sights of watching the fall The silence only whispers death to all The dreary mornings of a winter’s wind Are dragging me further and further to the very end Walking in the shadows of the shore Haunting these dark waters even more Illuminating the evil inside my head Hallucinating the unreal, the undead Lost in the vicious sea Singing unto the stars Please come save me I have no watcher in the sky No guidance, just a lie Rain seeps through my brain Flooding me with a sense of pain Shimmering waves of the reflecting moon Drowning every thought too soon Gasping for a light of salvation Swallowing only sin and temptation Praying the death I’m awaiting Cursing the life I’m debating Sinking to the depths of the blue Waiting in the black water… For you…