The night is dark, the air is cool. Death is closing in, surrounding us. The friends we know, the people we've seen, It is takin a part from us all. The room grows dark, chilled air sweeps through, My body is sore, and my soul is tired. Death is always with us, It's like your shadow; taging along It's the creature that u search for amongst the shadows of night. The room is freezing and my mind is a maze, My body is numb, my eyes are pulsing. I hear all noises, but feel nothing. Laying still i start to tumble, going faster and faster. I am falling for what seems to be eternity, But in actuality is only seconds. I can not see anything, for darkness has surrounded me. There are noises from every direction,people talking,yelling My journey has come to a demanding halt. I can feel the wormth from the sun on my face, Cool grass sweeps me off of the ground. I stare motionless, into a baby blue sky that stretches until the end of time.
Reason for writing:
We all have our own toughts
and desires on death and what may happen.
This is mine.
Birth sign: Leo
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