Death and Hope

[bleedingangel84]

I'm numb deep inside-
frozen-
split open-
ice cracking-
tears fall like a river-

Bleeding is easy-
safe-
familiar-
almost a comfort-
don't you know-?
Death
waits for-
everyone.

Companions from
my cradle-
he has always
whispered to me-
of loved ones-
plucked from life-
by his unrelenting hand.

Pleading for mercy
brings little respite-
dreams of my dear ones-
tantalize me.

I can see them-
in the ethereal kingdom-
somewhere between-
waking and dreams-
reaching to touch,
there is only air-
and loneliness.

And so it is
that I pray for sleep-
and dreams
so that Hope-
may find me once more.