perception of perdition

The time has come
battered, beaten,
strength and flesh
fast fading.

swimming upfall
fighting a losing war
each dawn my life
vanishes for eternity

it is time
the trump card shall show
divine wings, envelop me
for this is a change
one must NEVER see.

till i emerge once more
may silence reign
I shall rise again
bow to him who strives

may the sands of my life be counted.