The Restful Sleep

The haunting demons have left my side,
And the darkness is descending over me
Driving our my hopes and dreams.  In their
place, the knowing darkness gives me peace.

The coldness follows and prepares to drive
away the caustic pains of life.  My eyes wait
for the abiding sleep, for they have been deceived 
too many times by life's refulgent light.

I feel the spark of life depart, while in its 
place, the waiting worms begin to wake,
and hearing nothing from the heart,
these little maggots begin to feed.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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Dietrich Avatar
December 22, 2017 at 8:21 PM
oh my Carlos, after seeing your comment on my unanswered question, I came here and kind of expected this kind of poem. The last part is very well conveyed (and I like dark poetry). Yes, it's true we die alone, but maybe we can also be open to the possibility that loved ones wait for us on the other side!! Or who knows? Maybe we are reborn into a different zodiac to learn new life lessons!! So many theories, and I'm hanging my hopes on the best of them.
Blanca Avatar
December 23, 2017 at 10:04 AM
Andrea, some say death is just the begining of a true life. Hope is iternal.
One Avatar
December 22, 2017 at 2:41 PM
Dark and deep, our final sleep is death.. Well written Carlos..
Blanca Avatar
December 23, 2017 at 10:05 AM
Thanks oh Silent One. Hope we wake up to a differnt type of life.
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