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XinsanityX May 2013
My name is death- and the end is near..
XinsanityX May 2013
The end is near I fear, whispering into Summer's ear.
The end i fear will come soon,the day when it all is gone.
The day when it all is over. When the pain and suffering is no more.
The day when you finally live life to its fullest,and you reach your end.
The minute when your heart stops beating, and your brain stops functioning.
I will be there to catch you,and i will be there to hold you.
I will be there to cry on you,and to pray you were alive.
I might be the only one to care.
I might be alone.
For the rest of my life.
XinsanityX May 2013
If you think that true loves begun.
You won't know.
Because it goes of like a loaded gun.
XinsanityX May 2013
The flame of your life dwindled to a flicker and then only a glowing ember. Now all that remains is the coldest coal nothing of your beauty and resonating life to earth shows there is no place to rekindle the glow the life you did show. Like a candle in a dark room all the burning finished but the day is so far away. In this dungeon darkness to sit alone unutterable words bind the tongue as strong as deaths cruel unyielding grip. I grasp your hand with sorrow,hoping your undying ember would relight itself once more. Hours passing. Tears fill up my eyes. The one I had loved so undyingly is gone,and there is nothing left to me but sorrow. I clench my fists in anger,realizing,that its slowly turning to fear. I pick up your dead body in my arms,and lie to myself. Telling myself you will awake soon.
XinsanityX May 2013
I come home exhausted.
Not knowing how much more i can handle.
My back aches,My feet hurt.
All I can feel is my heart beating loud.
My eyes start to swell up with tears.
My first Mothers Day alone.
I look in the mirror,remembering.
Remembering my mother.
How she would pull back my hair,
Kiss my cheek,
and say softly "I love you."
Now all i have left is fear and pain.
It’s fragile and fleeting and filled with fear
Tentative, uncertain, uncomfortably near.
I know that I will make it through the day,
But i feel very uncertain about tomorrow.

— The End —