Life
Your life
The one that you live
The one that you love
The one that you give
Give over to death in your darkest day
That day that you give
That life that you live
So dark you can't see
The dark you lived in for so long
So long you don't know
Don't know that it's dark
You can't find the light
You don't want to
Don't care
And when you cease
Cease to care
He comes
Death
Death comes
Comes to claim you
You give him your life
You give it gladly
Now that you've grown bored
Bored of this darkness
This darkness you craved
You craved it once
Long, long ago
A time you can't remember
A time you no longer know
Because
Yes
This darkness
So dark
So awful
Was what you once chose
Then you were lost
And now you are old
Too old to get out
Too old to escape
You've learned your lesson
Nothing left to do but wait
Wait for your death
You wait
And you wait
But once he comes
When death shows his face
You panic
Wish you could escape
Erase all that you wished, prayed, and hoped
Because now
Now is too late
Too late to go back
Back to those day
Those days you were free
Free and you knew what you wanted
When you wanted more than this
This silent death
Death in the sea
With fates such as yours
Fates they would destroy
Fates they would erase
But their fates have arrived
And now is too late
So, my dear,
Before you make
Make a prayer
Make a wish
For a fate
A fate you will
Hate when it is much too late
Think
Be wise
Do not become your own demise
Because once it is done
It is finished
And so are you.
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Poetic Life
PoetryBecause poetry has an ability to touch our souls, hearts, and minds, it shapes our lives. This is my poetry, and it has shaped my life, and my thinking, and now I am sharing it with you.
