Uneasy Pills – Rantings of a lost ID.iot

as death approaches me,

with its uneasy terms

its purely selfish and private timing…

i dwell upon the depths of my remorse

for those i have not helped

and those i have sinned against

arching backwards casting mesmeric visions

of what greatness’s i have amassed in my time

as the glass lay upon its side, empty, void of the reality

i had imagined it to contain

my life but a sliver of your remembered distance close by

stands the time keepers watch

ticking not unlike falling bricks

laid to create that perfect future

of what lacked though years of regressed hope

no one sees what is happening here

in this little space of contemplation

as death approaches me

with its uneasy pills

its purely selfish and private timing

i cast farewells into the air

disproportionate to requirements

holding hands out for penance

not seeing before me what stands

still in the cold river of winter

she bleeds slower than normal

not tasted upon the tongue

senses dimming

as death approaches me

with its uneasy hand

its purely selfish and private timing

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