Gone
Kept in the cold, creeping black,
I am alone.
Waiting with wary wakefulness,
I am alone.
Dreaming of a dead land
Hoping for a helping hand
Caught by serpents coiling
Trapped by waves roiling
Heartless and hurt
Tense and alert
Facing trial
Faking smiles
Craving the stinging pain
Blood falling like rain
A story without a happy ending
The wounds, never mending
Praying for the endless rest
Knowing you have failed the test