Dying

by Michael Rowzee - Not entered

I know I am dying.  
I can feel my heart flail, stutter.  
The heart knows when everything you waited for,  
Everything you waited for all your short life is gone; gone.  
I know I will breathe my last, 
before the season is past.  
I am winding down, my heart will drown;  
in sorrow and tears, uncontrollable fears;  
Please just let me die fast.  

Reason for writing:

    Pain.  My email has been fixed. Write if you will.  
    

Birth sign: Not entered
Date created: 1996-11-24 09:52:44
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:39:09
Poem ID: 46105

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