The End

by EatMyShorts   Apr 28, 2006


The end is coming

Itâ??s so near

I can almost see it

Itâ??s so clear

I see what awaits me

I know my set ways

I know when the end is

I should cherish these days

The end is coming

For you and I

I spoke with death

Wanna know when you die?

Well thatâ??s just too bad

You have to wait

I know the time and the place

I know your exact death date

I canâ??t tell you

For this reason alone

I made a compromise with death

And mine, heâ??ll postpone

I cant tell anyone

When it is they die

But I will tell you the end is near

For you and I

There is nothing to fear

So donâ??t be afraid of this

For the touch of death

Is somewhat of a kiss

I promise you nothing

For your last day on earth

Just as nothing was promised

On the day of your birth

There will be no pain

Or suffering for you

Your death is a quiet one

And rather quick too

That is all I can share

For now at least

Death is quite kind

No hideous beast

Death is nothing to fear

Itâ??s a song to be sung

People quiver in fear because of
What they were taught when they were young

But I reassure you

Please trust me on this

Do not fear death

Itâ??s a polite little kiss
Now tell me please

Whatâ??s to fear about that?

There is nothing I tell you
Nothing frightening about that

A kiss I tell you

Nothing more

A simple and quiet

Knock on the door

And if you will

Please open your mind

And this here I tell you

You soon will come to find

When you die

There is no heaven
There is no hell

There is only what you believe in

Your happiest memory

Will forever be

Your only memory

Eternally

There is nothing more I can tell you

That is all I am permitted

But I promise you thereâ??s nothing to fear

I wish I could tell you when you die
But all I can share

Is that the end is near

For you and I

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  • 18 years ago

    by sarah

    Fantastic poem, I love the wording you have used, and it flows nicely keep writing and take care hun sarah x

    p.s got my 5 vote.