9-12-07

Sliced, Gashed, Bashed, Cut,
            Laying in my blood,
                        My eyes half shut,
                               Breathing and choking,
                                                Grasping and groping,
                                                               For anything besides my despair;

Laying in my blood,
            Reaching desperately within me,
                              Breathing and choking,
                                               Grasping and groping,
                                                               For anything besides my despair,
                                                                      Nothing comes into the focus of my mind's eye.

Reaching desperately within me,
                Nothing but moths and cobwebs to find,
                              Nothing comes into the focus of my mind's eye,
                                            How cruel fate's trickery!

Nothing but moths and cobwebs,
              But a light then did shine,
                    How cruel, fates trickery!
                             For the light was nothing but a dream...

But then a light did shine,
       Slicing, Gashing, Bashing, Cutting!
                    The light was but from that same dream,
                           My eyes, still half shut.

Reaching desperately within me,
                laying in my blood,
                           How cruel,
                                    Fate's trickery!