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One Last Breath
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One Last Breath |
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Michael
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California 
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One Last Breath …So I wither another day Away to the bone, cold slow death. No rising up, naught left to say, And naught the strength for one last breath. I stare into the shadowed room, Icy abyss through which I fall. Pay homage to the dearth and gloom— The want, which starkly paints the wall. I’d shut my eyes to the gray scene, If the pain might allow me to; But nothing left in life serene, Just one more thing I cannot do. The list has grown, so close to “all” It stands now, yearning’s testament. I’d scream, but who would hear my call? A voice? One more thing I forewent. The end arrived so long ago, And tethered me to agony. Yet still I’m here, but God to know If it will ever set me free. The tears dry up, the will severs While I just face forward and stare, As conscious thought soon dissevers Any reason(s) I’d have to care. Michael Anderson 07/09/2017 [This message has been edited by Michael (09-24-2017 11:45 AM).] |
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AngelofLight Junior Member Posts 14 Florida,USA |
This is an awesome poem. It is full of so much emotion. Death is a formidable foe. Sometimes it takes you quick and sometimes it takes you slow. I really enjoyed the read. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
fine writing it is...james |
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Poet In Pink Senior Member Posts 1066 MI |
The depth of your emotion pierces my heart as I read your agonized words ~ Your poetry always touches deeply Michael ~ Alana |
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