DeathA Poem by John
Like a song never ending, protector of scorn and dischord Just an abyssmal feeling of hate and misery Upon you like disease to the wound(it never truly leaves) Slowly eating you away, a ticking time bomb per say You think it's gone, but it's right in front of your face Nowhere to run or hide, why not just give up and die? It's coming your way, (Whatcha gonna do?) The deafening silence, the fear in nothing there The blade swings high and another "Soul is saved" Mourn and regret is all theycan do, but that shouldn't bother you All of this you wished for, you never wanted to be here Beautifully written like a poem, but strategic like a war Your time is ticking, the sand settles to the bottom Tragedy awaits you, you're nothing anymore What awaits you at the end? Some God? You're wrong and you know it Look up, the end is near, the screams of fear, nothing you can do The shadow leaps forth, swings the scythe, your spirit is now free Death awaits us all, standing at our side helping us fall Take it's hand, step into the unknown, a place of dark intentions Let their cries not harm you, for its just begun Looking into the void, I smile and await my endless pleasure, but it'll be empty Time for one last breath, it's scream is unbearable, Hello Death.. © 2008 JohnAuthor's Note
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