Just In Time

there are times

this would be one

when i seek nothing more than oblivion


no answers to pressing questions

no solace from sympathetic lovers

merely the vast emptiness

to drift on nothingness


there are times

i’ve had my share

when pain has been my only companion


stiletto-like fingers piercing

white hot agony searing

praying for relief

enslaved by unbelief


there are times

i’ve now lost count

when despair has left me spavined


cold, crystalline breath unrelenting

mocking laughter unending

too helpless to hope

too stubborn to quit


there are times


the time has come


a victim no longer


just in time


©2014 R.G. Ryan

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