Hey Death

Mon, 01/21/2019 - 20:38 -- msa139

Hey Death, how are things

Wonder how it would be to meet you

Visions of you just ring

I would like to see you

Can't wait until the day my life sinks

My mind hangs in the balance

A mixture of different emotions

Borderline wonderful and sadness

The word might've already spoken

A place where my existence is no need

A lost of taste

My time is a waste

Take me away 

Bad memories to fade

As I don't have to suffer through any more days

No matter if you come today or tomorrow

My body is up to borrow

Even if I deserve a sentence in Hell

I am already in a place without good health

My time with you will arrive

An eternity we shall spend in the Afterlife

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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