Dying Poem by Billy Loving
Dying
Ripping burning flesh
Oozing red blood, so fresh
Blade falls to the ground
Crimson pool starts to surround
Body beginning to grow weak
Wound's unyielding leak
Collapsing to the ground
In my blood, I might drown
Light beginning to dim
My chances, so slim
Loss of consciousness, complete
Silent peaceful sleep, so sweet
Tuesday, November 3, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death
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5/9/2024 10:45:53 PM # 1.0.0.1119
An excellent poem and it really strikes a chord taking into consideration the recent plane crash in the Sinai peninsula. God rest their souls!