With Life In View–E.C. Theus-Roberts

With Life in View—E.C. Theus Roberts

Though I breathe,

I cannot say that I live

Minute by Minute

I slip, My heart a faulty sieve

Into a hell

My concrete cage turned box

The walls close in.

And all the while time tocks

I tick away some memory

After precious moments shared

Joyous the years we had

What followed, how I fared

In your hands, my all—

Without reply, I pen life stark

Vicious Words, My truth

Be they more off the mark

Such could fire my soul,

Bless me wings to fly

Our love is no banal thing

For without this I’d surely die.

Yet, still, here I exist;

Perennial purgatory my fate

Miles upon Miles

This pain knows so sate.

Of such breath you give

My greatest hope, a whisper

Through this gloom is thick

From you shines a glimmer

The best of me,

All that’s tied to you

Mad, hellbound I rage

And only love bleeds true.