Death

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DEATH

Another night I could not bear,

Breathing in this way-without my soul,

Counting the days till I die,

Death was a dream- one that could not be fullfilled,

Eating my heart,

Filling my soul with dread of living the next day,

Gazing into my soul with those dark red eyes,

Hell was a day away,

In this life I could not breath without dreading Twilight - the end of a terrible day and beginning of another,

Just as the light come toward me I pray for forgiveness of my crimes,

Keep my memories I whisper into the dark,

Let the shadows devour me as long as I can hide from the devil,

My heart is slowly rotting away,

Now as I almost sleep forevermore I stare outside the window,

Off and on I saw a bright light in the distance,

Please forgive me I pray,

Quitness filled me-I could barely hear my heart beat,

Run death called but I sat and thought about my crimes,

Sins are my greatest deads-I made a deal that I could not take back,

Time was ticking away as I prepared for it,

Untill then I thought of where I would go-to heaven or the underworld....

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