Last Days

“ Last Days ” 

By Omar Rivera

How will you be known?

What legacy has been left behind? And what dynasty have you built?

Is it one of pain, torment, and guilt?

In these last days I am but a shadow.

Seen but ignored in your sight.

As night falls I’m out of sight but a comic relief in the sight of the morning star.

These last days I wish to hold close by your side and not be contrived.

Your ignorance is bliss, shower me with a smile.

These last days my unworthiness outweighs my uselessness. 

Am I nothing? Or do you love the sight of a tormented soul aimlessly worshipping your

every breath and every step. 

Even in these last days I bring nothing just a shadow, a hollow vessel, and a broken

soul.

I still long to love you in these ending days as the clock ticks away.

My last days.

Posted on 05/18/12