The headsman’s blade…..

I hear the descent of the blade knowing it is the final moments of my life, aren’t the events that happen to you in your life supposed to be replayed in your mind as impending death comes. I can feel the splinters of the block where countless others have lost their life scratching into my neck. It feels like an eternity as the headsman’s blades comes down. I know I am about to die but in truth it really doesn’t matter, I feel nothing, not even the peace that death will bring. Why doesn’t it happen, where is the killing stroke, the waiting is killing me faster than the swift blade of death I know is coming…..

One Response to “The headsman’s blade…..”

  1. Sometimes the waiting is the hell itself. We’re all waiting, after all. The stroke will fall on every man’s neck, sooner or later.

    How are you doing, Dan?

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