Tried by Ordeal

Existence is drudgery, a sentence of pain
Sentience is a curse animate with grief
I am like a slave who pants for the shadows
I am the servant longing for rest

Each day lingers interminably
Every night, I endure without pause
When I lie down, I long for morning
When I get up, I yearn for evening
All the day, I toss and turn
Seized unawares from out of reverie

My flesh crawls with maggots
My skin splits and oozes

Youth passed me in a moment
Strength melted like morning's mist

If I long for sleep's oblivion and lie down to ease my suffering
Then you terrify me with visions
Your nightmare chokes me with terror
I wake gasping for breath

Life is but a sigh
A cloud dissipated by noon's heat
To dissolve into death

Who am I to draw your ire?
Your gaze fixed to betray my flaws?
Examining every instance
Condemning each failure
Won't you spare me time even to swallow my spit?
Pitiless accuser, show yourself



Credits
Writer(s): Paul O'brien
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