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When I think of death I get scared About how I'm not prepared Because no one will be there When I think of death I get lonely And begin to act fairly phony To get someone to hold me When I think of death I get crazy My frantic thinking becomes hazy As I wonder what will finally slay me There's a thousand ways to skin a cat But zero ways to bring it back There's a thousand ways to hear it scream But zero ways to hear it dream Death is so cunning I hear death drumming In the distance Despite resistance I can't dispute It's absolute I hear a death rattle Like an overdose That's oh so close There's no way to battle A lonely coyote contracts rabies As a scared mother drowns her babies Submerging them in death Cleansing them of life Until there's nothing left She turns off the lights She has taken what she was giving She has taken from the living I see death in my dreams While I constantly flee These nightmares Don't fight fair They use a brutal truth Of undeniable proof That this time I must spend Will come to an end And there will be time I waste Despite my haste So I seek out purpose and glory Before loved ones must mourn me Death flows With time's infusion Time shows Death's illusion That we'll be able to take anything with us Or that anyone will miss us I watch time sink down the drain Until nothing remains Time batters Until I'm flatter And only death stands tall Behind my mortal wall
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Jan 22, 2018
Jan 22, 2018 at 4:53 AM UTC
Mortal
When I think of death I get scared About how I'm not prepared Because no one will be there When I think of death I get lonely And begin to act fairly phony To get someone to hold me When I think of death I get crazy My frantic thinking becomes hazy As I wonder what will finally slay me There's a thousand ways to skin a cat But zero ways to bring it back There's a thousand ways to hear it scream But zero ways to hear it dream Death is so cunning I hear death drumming In the distance Despite resistance I can't dispute It's absolute I hear a death rattle Like an overdose That's oh so close There's no way to battle A lonely coyote contracts rabies As a scared mother drowns her babies Submerging them in death Cleansing them of life Until there's nothing left She turns off the lights She has taken what she was giving She has taken from the living I see death in my dreams While I constantly flee These nightmares Don't fight fair They use a brutal truth Of undeniable proof That this time I must spend Will come to an end And there will be time I waste Despite my haste So I seek out purpose and glory Before loved ones must mourn me Death flows With time's infusion Time shows Death's illusion That we'll be able to take anything with us Or that anyone will miss us I watch time sink down the drain Until nothing remains Time batters Until I'm flatter And only death stands tall Behind my mortal wall
andrew-rueter
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30/M/Kentucky
Jan 22, 2018
Jan 22, 2018 at 4:53 AM UTC
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