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The next breath

The next breath

I lay here with eyes wide open

And yet I see no one I hear the words

And feel the thump on my chest

but why do I see no one

the light is bright

does that mean I am dead

no its just the paramedics torch

that sound in my ears its so loud it hurts

could it be Gabriel’s horn

calling me to judgement

I don’t understand did I do wrong

to stop them hurting others

and why O why can I not see

god in haven hear my plea

and let me see what has happened to me

don’t leave me locked inside my head

doomed to sleep and relive this act of foolish bravery

so give me pain and give me horror

but let me awaken and live for tomorrow







sirsnapalot@ 2007


◄ In Times of Terror and Torment

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