Knocking on heavens door
With an angel on my shoulder
And the devil on my back
Death stalked my heels
Erasing all I could feel
Hope held my hands
Leading me on when I was lost
Fear griped my heart
As dread danced in my belly
Anxiety washed over me
Exhaustion was heavy on my legs
As I tugged away from desperation,
Confusion set tent in my head
For I longed for a soft bed
But my journey allowed me no rest.
Perhaps purgatory was best
My battered body begged
This tormented soul had aged
A solution that would leave none enraged
On this relief was pegged.
©davyvivaldi
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