Poetry pick

The Eternal Unrest

It’s dark and cold
Wood all around
Because of sin I’m told
Now here I’m bound

I lay there all the time
Every day and night
What is the crime
That took away light

It’s the eternal rest,
Well it SHOULD be
Now I have no zest
I wish I could be free

Now I lay in a coffin
I feel worms eating
Now long forgotten
Last of skin fleeting

Memories no more
Did I have a family?
Now enough I endure
All I feel is apathy

I turned my back first
I know that I started it
But to leave me cursed?
Is this punishment fit?

I’m so sorry God
Give me a chance?
I know that I’m flawed
I would give a dance

I know death ‘tis
Too late to be blessed
Now all that’s left is,
The Eternal Unrest

Contributed by Grant Kerr