Drained

If death could feel maybe she could feel this.

Blood leaves my body,

light leaves my soul.

Days light is faded,

Dawns night invaded.

With sorrow to lead,

and pain last to leave.

I have no feeling,

I have no breath.

Death is leaving,

for I am drained with nothing left.

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Not sure why I wrote this just that it seemed appropriate at the time I wrote it.