Death Conquers - Poem by Albert Witz
Please. Just hold me. Hug me. Kiss me. Before I revert to anger, depression, remorse. I don't want to feel these feelings. And I'd rather not kill myself at the moment. Your love is the key to my happiness. I'm sorry for placing such a burden on you, The weight of my joy, my elation, my soul. You alone stand to save me from myself. The darkness threatens to envelop me. I struggle for air as the world turns black. Inside of me, a war rages over my emotions. What is it that keeps me sane? Life has a way of dragging onward. Eternity is a reality in context of life. Each one of us experiences eternity. No one escapes death's grasp.
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