This Dark Cell

This Dark Cell

A Poem by WIndreader

This Dark Cell
In this dark cell of mine
where I was punished for a crime
 I sit here and grieve
baby, tears sure don't deceive
I loved you for what you showed me,
right now I'd wish you'd hold me
I'm alone right now in this cell
and afraid that I'm going to Hell
your comfort isn't here
and I really miss you dear
If I hadn't shot that poor man down
maybe I then would still be around
they never listened to my plea
they just smiled and opened the doors for me to see
wrapped me up in balls and chains
now my ankles have bruises and pains
my clothes are mangled and wet
my body is dripping with sweat
Still I fight this through
to show my love for you
they can never take you away
even if my world is left foray
they just put the rope around my neck
and heck, I'm not dying yet!
The priest gave the executioner a nod
and strangely I feel closer to God
As the lever is pressed, you cross my mind
I start gasping for as much air as I can find
I start squirming like a wild goose
but this rope isn't getting loose
this world is getting colder and colder
and soon I look over my shoulder
among the many people, stands you,
smile, is what you do
it is okay for me to go.
Your love will follow me I know
I die with a smile on my face.
For I have died with grace

© 2015 WIndreader


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Added on June 9, 2015
Last Updated on June 9, 2015
Tags: Prison, Regret, Sorrow, Remorse, Death, Hanging, Love

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