The night 'tis long and forboding...
Its blackness blankets my mind-
Weakness surmounts as sorrows accounts...
For the bleak questions and answers i find;
Dizzying night swirls into the throb-
That 'tis pulsating inside of my head-
While the candle in my soul 'tis dimming out low...
And i wonder if i am nearly dead;
Illness 'tis but a dis-ease...
An unease of all once working parts...
Eaten alive by super cells that survive...
While tearing to pieces my fragile heart;
If tomorrow never comes for me...
If i am swallowed up by a malignant night...
And all evils of the day have come my way-
Let it be known-that i didn't leave without a fight;
Theodora (Theo) Onken
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/if-tomorrow-never-comes-8/
