☆Time flies over us but leaves its mark behind☆
It shows how we reflect on society, how it reflects on us, how we reflect on each other and how we all are just a dot in the eternity of time.
Everybody is a reflection of something in their past. Som...
Cold fingers surround my hand as I awake I look to see a man in the shadows, a hood drawn over his face for my sanity's sake. He whispers, " It's time to leave." But for me, it is impossible to perceive How I could leave this life or the people I love. A fear creeps up if I would go to hell or heaven above.
I break out in sweat, begging to be left. But his hands pull me to him, precise and deft. I wonder as I see my dead form on the bed, How many people, like me, would've plead.
As I am embraced by the gloom of death, I think of do many alternatives to the words I uttered in my last breath. I think of all the people I would miss, I wonder if I could've done that instead of this.
I beg again, once more. But he deposits me in front of a gold door. Because he is cruel and cold. "That's Death for you" or so I'm told.
-------------------------- So I have a Physics exam and I majorly suck at it but I wrote this so here goes.
With lots of love and blue food, more-like-reyna
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