I sit and ponder life,
Through dark and dreary light.
The mood is shone,
For steps set in stone.
I tremble now,
Hands are shaken.
Through blinded eyes,
The choice I'm make'n.
I hold my life in shaken palm,
Cold black steel far from calm.
It hurts me now to see me so,
So end this now, just let us go.
A vision flickers,
It makes me stop.
I see you crying,
At this very spot.
How could I hurt you after I'm gone?
Isn't it better, now you can move on?
I guess I'm mistaken, I had it all wrong...
N.T. Koester
Nigel Koester
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/epiphany-10/
