DRESSED IN BLACK

  
Once again dressed in black.
Waiting for the shark attack.
Once again on this dismal night.
Waiting to feel the blade of the knife.
I sit and wait as the time grows nearer,
For me to experience the guilt and fear.
I sit and watch as the hour approaches.
When time will stop and so will I.
And I will be face to face with the den of sin.
Dark and cold my face is numb.
Hurled into the unseen world of the dead.
Scared and stiff as they crowd me in.
Trying to make me one of them.
Once again dressed in black.
Waiting for the death romance.
One more time on this decadent eve.
Waiting to be torn apart.
As I sit and wait.
by Happy Dave ©2012