You feel the poison running through your veins,
Your head falls back for you can bear it no more,
Nothing you have ever felt compares to this pain,
You're looking in agony at the darkening door,
You're eyes are closing no longer crying,
The pain is still there but not as intense,
You feel yourself slipping away; dying,
You can clearly feel Death's presence,
Darkness clouds your mind you've lost your hold,
Your heart stops the poison has taken your life,
Your body begins to grow cold,
It has now become your time,
Out of body out of mind,
You clock has broken,
Out of this world out of time,
But keep it as your leaving token,
You have left this world behind,
By poison slipped into your drink,
Your body left for your family to find,
As what's left of your soul begins to sink,
You stay you try to return to what you had before,
But you cannot return to the world you have left,
Take my hand you have no purpose here anymore,
This is the result of all the victims to theft,
I know you were not quite done here,
But your life is over it's time to go,
Hurry, please he is coming near,
Trust me, him, you don't want to know.
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Darkened Souls: First Collection
PoetryForty-five poems I've written over the past year. Some are dark, some are happy, some are sad. Enjoy, vote, comment, share.