Thursday, 5 April 2012

Futile Remorse

What would you do

When your time comes

When you have reached

The end of the line


When no doors can be opened

No windows to let in the light

When you are surrounded by darkness

The suffocation of the night


When all is lost

With no hope for salvation

When the fires have burnt out

Leaving nought but frustration


Would you trade it all back

For what you naively surrendered?

Would you give it all back

For what you ought to have treasured?


The death knell sounds

The reaper has arrived

He wishes to claim

What has been long denied


There is a calm now

And your heart is at ease

For when your sins catch up with you,

You can only… rest in peace.

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