I lie, watching the clock tick,
Lifelessly already, I watch as time passes by.
Tonight, I am the reaper's pick,
I shall take his hand and fly.
Will there be someone by my side?
Or will I be alone in heaven too?
Strangers watching as they cried,
"As morning struck, she disappeared like the dew."
But I am alive yet, awaiting tediously,
Waiting patiently for my time to come.
Looking for the black clothed beast almost deliriously,
I can hear the funeral drum.
Soon I will be floating and free,
Far away from earthly hassles, aches and pain.
But before I go listen to my final plea,
Don't forget me, even though I was nothing but plain.
Don't cry, my dear, for I shall come again.
Just remember to keep yourself warm,
For this time, I will have more than just my name under my gain.
This time, I will take the world by storm. -ME, Selina
Just a side note: THANK YOU FOR TAKING OUT YOUR TIME FOR READING MY WORK. I'm truly grateful and genuinely hope you tell me what you think about my writing, good or bad. Thanks!
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Poems
Poetry"We are writers, my love. We don't cry. We bleed on paper" -a. y. Just some poems written by me. I'll also include some that I really liked by other writers.
