Life robbery

Before sky’s black cloak

The horizon was painted in red

I knew then

The arrival of winter’s dread.

 

I conversed with my father

As you lay inside sleeping

Straw death is coming

But no one is weeping.

 

As you travel Hel’s road

I don’t know what to feel

I think I’m numb

And none of it seems real.

 

I’ve known for weeks

This day would arrive

The time is coming

When you’re no longer alive.

 

In silence I stare

At the borderland of the sun

Searching for emotions

But no–not one.

 

As yellow-queen descends

So your life fades away.

But by the next morning

There your lifeless body lay.

 

©Shadow