hope

[Godot51]

hope

living on the edge of hope expecting the worst
unknown forces at battle all aiming for the soul
tied tight by a frayed rope lungs about to burst
awaiting death’s rattle descending into the cold
as the first breath caught when will be the last
the cut to separate a child from mother cracks
alone and ever fraught reaching out to the past
alive even deeper in the wild following the tracks
fear keeps the door closed and the curtains shut
burrowing under the skin with no point to escape
responsibility to be imposed as the demons strut
and angels cringe within dead in a ghostly shape
see a precipice beckoning a fall from life to death
as all reason is reckoning to expel one final breath