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This isn't all forever, This isn't going to last. Some day in the future, The present'll be past. There won't be smiling faces, Or a young body to run.
Hello again, and today is Sunday, October 14, 2012.
This is it,. I know I'm going to die,. It's time to leave the world,. It's time to say goodbye,. This is it,. It's time for me go,. But I don't mind if my disease kills me,.
#phrase A lonely soul in black abyss, The shooting star creates such bliss. The brightest spark up in the sky, Illuminates the mind and eye.
The pale skin is tightened, Pulled across the shattered bones, Wrapped around the once pure veins in vain, Of shielding from the stones.
They make you laugh, They make you cry, But before you, They shouldn't die. Yet it still happens, In places poor, Where death is knocking, In their door.
Life is 1 long road and all we can hope for is to pull over to get some sleep but if your really lucky u get a moment in your life when you get a chance to open your eyes and see the beauty of this...
Each breath is so shaky, Trying to hold them in, Waiting for death to take me, Waiting for dark to win, Time is ticking away, While fatigue tries to bite, When's the time to make my way, And how do...
Have you ever just paused, stopped to consider life. Stopped to consider how lucky we are that we are still alive. Ever thought what have I ever done to deserve such a life with such good friends.
Sometimes I play detective. Looking at other people's perspective. Do they see the world like me. Recording every detail in every degree.
I'm a shadow in the night, A stolen breath if air, You won't hear a sound, You won't know I'm there.
#HalloweenParty #Ghost I sit with pale hands, Watch where the dust lands. My heart an empty void, No longer humanoid. Transparent and alone, This, what Death has shown.
#halloweenparty #graveyard. •NOTICE: I'll not be writing a poem in a few. "One day, you'll get a grave," said Olde' Grandma "Soon, I will too, With my friend, Mrs. Balshaw.
To lose your life before you've lost it, To know how long you have left on this earth is a scary prospect, Start ticking your bucket list and quick one might say, Yet another please just take it...
He was a great boy yet his time ran out. He was happiness itself. A smile always on his face. He was a safari child. Always on the look out for dangerous animals. He never grew old of the world.
The loss of lives, A pity state. A turning stone, A brand new plate. We say goodbye, We turn our heads. We pray at night, In our soft beds. The nightmares swirl, The memories coil.
What if I die during the night, How would I feel tomorrow, Would I be missed, Would I be mourned, Would people be filled with sorrow.
Hollow, hallow, dark and shallow, Rig the heart and charge the gallows, Passing, laughing, ever graphing, Weepers needed for the staffing.
Death is inevitable. It's like a cloud of rain. It makes your life turn black, But it takes the sudden pain.
In the valley of the living. The dead do play. "One day we'll go to heaven". That's what the children would say. But adults knew better. They knew they would find no end.
Walking blind. No knowledge of where. Speaking deaf. No knowledge of tears. Walking blind. No knowledge of what creeps. Speaking deaf. No knowledge of beeps. Walking blind. No knowledge of fear.
#emotion #fear. My fear is not of heights. My fear is not you. I'm not afraid of spiders. Or things that scream out boo. My fear cannot be described. It lurks deep in my mind. I cannot give an answer.
#household My husband has a phrase He uses it all the time When someone's about to kick the bucket He calls it roller blinds At first when he said it Many years ago I must admit I didn't get...
#movement. Bend me twist me. Name me shape me. As long as you know. You won't escape me. Tall and flapping. Upturned collar. Can't be bought. With pound or dollar. I'll be there. Thru darkest night.