Whats left in it for me?

by Karl Wild GG23   Nov 13, 2006


There is a fear inside of people
That is difficult to overcome
Like a long lasting nightmare
The endless beating of a drum

I guess it is impossible
To master your fear of death
It's not something that is shallow
It has a lot of depth

It is better to not know at all
When your time will come
But if death sends you a letter
You'll know exactly who its from

How much better up there
Could it really be
Because this world is now a terrible place
And I wonder, whats left in it for me?

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  • 16 years ago

    by Brittany C

    Cool poem. It asks a great question. I really liked it. The word choice was wonderful and the flow was very nice. It was a fast read. I gave it a 5/5.

  • 17 years ago

    by Jenni Marie

    Awwwh this was really sad.
    The last line really hit me.
    I think, as always, you did a wonderful job.

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