Dying Breath: A Familiar Despair

Reads: 16  | Likes: 0  | Shelves: 0  | Comments: 0

  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Reddit
  • Pinterest
  • Invite

Status: Finished  |  Genre: Thrillers  |  House: Booksie Classic


Dying Breath: A Familiar Despair

Falling forward towards the room

For which the antichrist does loom

Collapsed I gaze in multitude

Of that familiar despair

And tethered to these thorny shackles

The damned sinners who dare cackle

As I face the mighty jackal

Of that familiar despair

Anon I gain my focus back

I strike out as methinks he slacks

BUT NO, he counters my attack

 

 With that familiar despair

 

I know my vision was my vice

Merely a dream made for the mice

So, I slit my only eyes twice

 

With that familiar despair

 

Firing from that coarse brimstone

The only hope I’ve ever known

Victory, my eye’s darkness shown

 

With that familiar despair


Submitted: October 29, 2020

© Copyright 2020 Dante Lee. All rights reserved.

  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • Reddit
  • Pinterest
  • Invite

Add Your Comments:

More Thrillers Poems

Other Content by Dante Lee

Short Story / Romance