Never Ending

I tear another page

from book of life,

scarred by bloody ink.

Flooding water slinks in,

drowning me

with sorrow tears,

inflicting lasting lacerations

of melancholy misery.

I struggle to escape

the hounding fetters

of darkening life,

running into arms

of headless corpses.

Maniacal winds shove

me back with howls

but no sound surrounds

my evasion from reality

as bowels of dank earth

swallow me whole

with toothless spite.

I shift desperately

to Plan B before rescue

sneaks past my torso,

ushering me in

to nowhere place.

Seeds of withdrawal

lie in fallow land

as I keep moving,

but my fate

is black and white,

because I can’t

breakout from

the impending claws

of never-ending.