Lost
Location
Never does the swinging stop
Always back and forth
Left to right
I’m treading for my life now,
Believe me.
Oh how long can I
Keep up this breathing?
Not much longer I would
Think.
For it seems to choke tighter
With every time I blink.
My body is numb and I’m
Cold as cold as cold
Can be
And this is taking much longer than I hoped.
Opiates just aren’t the lovely
Escape that they used to be.
They are no longer the way out
I so desperately desire.
But almost anything would be better
Than dangling from this pathetic wire.
Now my legs and arms are broken down
With envy for the solid ground.
But oh,
Sweet salvation soon
Will be mine.
Death just has to take me this time.
Now slowly, slowly,
Ever so slowly
My struggling ceased
And sick gasps surrendered
To all the sounds of the darkest night.
And there I will hang
As a constant reminder
Of all the young lives
That over the years,
Has come to an untimely
End