Death

by cant sleep   Jan 24, 2005


I wish for death to come.

it wont answer the door

i have stood at its door forever,

waiting for it to answer,

but no matter how many times i ring the doorbell

no matter how many times i bang on the door in desperation

it never answers.

i want it to.

please, when it visits you,

tell it to visit me,

because i dont want to be here anymore

no longer.

please.

i beg of u.

please.

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  • 19 years ago

    by Pianist

    Death will visit you when the time comes nancy, but that time is very far away from now. Stay strong bud! I know you can