Grim Faces
It hung from the gallows
maniacal in mind;
a noose to your neck.
You had not forgotten,
though you never mentioned;
the silent burden, weighing heavy.
The way bell tolled,
with the beat of your heart;
that gave no forgiveness.
With an edge to your voice;
you dragged yourself down.
Into the fathoms deep
With soul searching eyes
and questioning mouth;
to where, grim faces hide.
You slide from the light;
to a void from the world.
Into the depths,you depart
DESMOND CHILDS
Tue 3rd Oct 2017 17:07
Thank you for your comments Cynthia,I very much appreciated them.