Casket

by Alex Forest   Apr 23, 2012


Drifting to the side of endless misery
looking for an end to what has come to be

see the light fade as the door closes on face
losing time, losing pace

breath shallow mind at ease
darkness setting in to please

goodbye my friend
it is the end

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  • 13 years ago

    by Xanthe

    When someone dies, it's not really the end. It does seem like the end, but it's only the beginning to something far greater than this..
    Great write 5/5 Keep writing! :)

    -X

  • 13 years ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    Short and so well said

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