Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Sep 3
If the ground shook then it was a surprise
They did not see it coming
No approach
Time not counting
Shock to the system
Probably a blessing
No drawn out ordeal
That choice of your last meal
No pain or pills to suppress how you feel
A quick strike with no sobbing goodbyes
Im sorry we never had that final hug
The Day After...I Died

JJB
John Bartholomew
Written by
John Bartholomew  45/M/Cambridge
(45/M/Cambridge)   
51
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems