Surrounded by darkness
Hatred buried me
Images of violence covered my shell
Freedom was the illusion
Imagined by the corrupt
To grab the reigns of the dreamer
Once encompassed
By enemies on every side
From myself
I mostly ran to hide
Fear
Tightened its grip on my lungs
Throat clenched
Teary eyes
Pale visage
Body becomes weak
Numbness begins to fill me
The worms begin to gnaw
Maggots grow from nothingness
My limbs are half
The skull which holds the brain
Is pierced open
For the grave has pulled me into itself
Sheol is my only friend
My neshamah has transpired
His ruach is what I sought
My thoughts linger
In hopes that on that day
I will rise
To see the glory
His victory
Hopefully will be mine too
For He promised
He would raise me on that day
And I pray to be risen
Risen to glory and not corruption
Right now
Death has victory
But for how much longer!
SkTzO