For Death himself

by MisterScabbedWings   Dec 16, 2005


.sick and tired of being down.
.I can't stand that no one's around.
.why can't I ever have what I need?.
.please free me of this world of greed.

.mister Death, can't you hear me beg?.
.you took his life after you took his leg.
.he didn't ask you to take him away.
.I still miss Alan every day.

.how did I end up like in my first poem?.
.the people you take, do you know them?.
.if I cannot get what I really long for.
.will you take me or wait till i ask you more?.

.promise me that when you'll take me.
.take me with grace and I'll praise thee.
.make a sound that everyone hears for once.
.because I was silent throughout the months.

[maybe not now, perhaps some other time, thanks for your concerns Death]

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  • 18 years ago

    by fastforward

    Hey....
    :)
    i hope you are doing well.
    still writing amazing stuff i see...
    if you ever need someone to talk to, or just a hug.
    get a hug from someone else ;) (since i kinda..can't)
    but talk to me. whenever you need it.
    i love you!

  • 19 years ago

    by Gesselle Valle

    My friend, I won't try to hide this feelings...I'm really worry about you. I know lately things have been a little off with you, but remember that you have people that truly care for you. You have a gf that loves ya and a friend as well. Take care...great poem.

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