poemranker ::Death's Awaiting by The_Shadows_Smile

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Free verse № 21251

Death's Awaiting

Member since 2002 · Posted 19 Oct 2002 · 4 comments

Death Beauty in the darkness A knife in my hand I hold it tight Not wanting to let go People sit around me I can't see them It is dark Beautiful Enchanting Darkness I drive the knife into my heart All seems peacful No love No pain No anything From the old world of choas To the new Pain Power Stress All taken off my shoulders Finally I am at peace

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4 comments

[0] Tintagiles 19-Oct-02/7:17 AM Reply
God help us all! Vermillion lives!
[n/a] -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 19-Oct-02/12:47 PM Reply
"I hold it tight/Not wanting to let go". Oh, how beautifully that speaks of mine own experiences. If only I hadn't eaten those accursed prunes!
[4] <{Baba^Yaga}> 6-Dec-02/4:47 PM Reply
Me too. pleasant dreams.g
[4] horus8 14-Dec-02/7:09 PM Reply
change choas to choad.