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AlexanderPoetry
Junior Member

since 2006-07-31

Posts 30

0 posted 2010-10-31 11:43 AM

                           Now Soon Comes Death

Now soon comes death, as I near my last breath, and my heart thumps it's very last beat,
With darkness inviting, I give up on fighting for life, and so welcome defeat.
A silence remains, as blood stills in my veins, and my skin moves from pallor to grey,
Friends sob and kiss me, how much they will miss me, while others still pointlessly pray.

They finally go, with the lights dimmed to low, after hiding my face with a sheet,
Soon in mortician's make up, no more shall I wake up to friends that I'd rather not meet.
The sum of my years, met with rivers of tears by the ones who continue to cry,
Poor loved ones in grieving, through prayer still believing in hope, as they bid me goodbye.

They slowly adjourn me, to soon after burn me, this box now becoming my shell,
A dressed corpse inside, taken in for the ride with a ticket to heaven or hell.
Stagnant I lay,  as close friends do betray me, whilst others try digging gold,
To the day I'm forgotten, and flowers long rotten, my life just a story once told ,

For now here I wait, to endeavour my fate, in a place where no time does exist,
Forever is none, and though life carries on, it is one most regrettably missed.
In such life I bring pleasure, so countless in measure, yet for others still obviously don't
From those burdens I free you, hope one day to see you, but then again maybe I won't...

Copyright.2010.Alexander.

[This message has been edited by AlexanderPoetry (10-31-2010 12:56 PM).]

s1nfully_1nn0c3nt
Senior Member

since 2003-10-26

Posts 1105
Watertown, NY

1 posted 2010-10-31 12:19 PM

A dressed corpse inside, taken in for the ride with a ticket to heaven or hell.

I love this line. This piece is sad, but absolutely riveting. Enjoyed.

-Trina.

"To decieve ones self, is truly a grueling battle. One which we're destined to lose."

Andrew Scott
Member Elite

since 1999-06-24

Posts 2558
Redlands,CA,USA

2 posted 2010-10-31 01:35 PM

A powerful piece... I can feel the contempt for the process. Funerals are for the living... but I'm sure the there are times when the dead would like to just sit up and say, "Get a life!" Now wouldn't that be a trick and a treat.

"We'll chase them like rats across the tundra."

AlexanderPoetry
Junior Member

since 2006-07-31

Posts 30

3 posted 2010-11-03 02:57 PM

Thank you for the read and the comments,
they didn't go unoticed.

Alexander.

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