Blood dripping
to the floor,
Death knocking
on your door.
Head spinning
nowhere to go,
Off balance
rocking to and fro.
Colours dancing in
your head,
Your favourite one,
dark crimson red.
You're running, tumbling
round and round,
There's no escape,
you're death bound.
You lock the doors
shut windows tight,
Then run and hide
right out of sight,
Voices yelling in
your mind,
You open the door
what will you find?
Slowly and carefully
the lock starts to turn,
Your hands do tremble
your mind does burn,
Now you've seen
the other side,
You can't turn back
it's a one way ride.
Goodbye to life,
goodbye to death,
hello to hell,
and nomore breath.
No more voices,
No more friends,
No more beginnings,
This is THE END.
Reason for writing:
I'm not really sure where tihs poem came from, i suppose i just find death to be an easy topic to write about!
Birth sign: Taurus
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