The End

by Rachielle   Nov 25, 2005


Satan is knocking at my door
He is holding my hand the entire way
Demons line up along the shore
I stand defeated at the bay
He asks \"Are you ready to go?\"
I nod my head and wish I had said good-bye
My destination is all I know
But still I wish it was a lie
Tonight is the night
I throw my life away in the ocean
I am running with all my might
But I feel like I am going in slow motion
In my last steps
I look each demon in the face
I remember all the promises never kept
I wish I could keep up my pace
The salty water is extremely cold
But I know this is where I need to be
All lifes troubles will be less of a load
I will no longer hold to key
Everything goes solid black
Darker then the darkest abbess
I wish I had the air I lack
All the sudden I am filled with emptiness
The End

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