Touch of Death

by Levi   Sep 5, 2006


The caressing touch of death,
Cupping the last of my breath.
Devouring my thoughts of hope,
Cautiously walking on a tight rope.
Unbalanced about to fall into darkness,
To the light I must confess.
Time is running short,
Feeling lost and distort.
Death is taking the last of me,
Oh God please set me free.

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  • 18 years ago

    by Robie Lincer

    Wow u write good dark poems! you are very good at them! keep it up!

    Thanks for the comment on my poem it means alot to me!

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