Cold.
Horrifying.
Scary.
Painful.
Lies lies lies.... All lies
Why do we lie about her so much....
What harm has she done.....
Tell me
Who holds her that's suffers....
Who that she holds cries
None, not one
Are we too selfish to see this
Blaming her for not allowing you to say you're last words....
Blaming her for causing you the pain of losing a loved one......... RUBBISH
She's calm.....
Peaceful.....
Silent.....
Final....
She is rest personified....
Don't blame her for your waste of time....
But praise her for the rest of your loved ones' lives....
Just give her a chance
Give me a ear
Hear me out...
I implore you....
Let's venture into the end..
As it begins
YOU ARE READING
The Last Lady
ŞiirA series of poems unfolding what I view death as..... What fascinates me about her..... and what she triggers within me.... and how I see her affecting us....... all my poems are apart of me.....🙇........... God give me strength..... Kidd_X_
