"emanrace" poems
As I lay tears dripping down my face
As I lay the telling my self I can't go on another day
As I cry I wonder why
As darkness closes in I see the light hidden within
As death opens his arm I almost go happily
Then I think of the people who need me
As I hesitate he gets annoyed
Reaching out he grabs me by the hand and says its okay
I'm now in the arms of death it's a sweet emanrace
He whispers in my ear words I'm used to hearing everyday
Then it occurs to me that I just died to day
I'm smile at him and say yes now everything's okay
Mar 27, 2014
Mar 27, 2014 at 9:30 AM UTC