a plea for pity
a soothing reprieve
a willingly wept prayer
a wretch’s last unsubtle cry for mercy
hopeless words half said, half breathed
a beckoning death knell
could not sound sweeter
and yet fate would not allow such ease
a desperate wail
scraped from within
feeble efforts to meekly appease
the undeniable truth of unease
intotheindigo 
QueridaJ,
Unease is a place I have spent a long time. I pray that you find peace.
-Soul Walker
Thank you Soul Walker…thank you for mentioning me in your prayers…that means so very much to me.
🙂