How To Die... - Poem by Kaleb Brown
I am to die,
On my lips,
A last war cry.
Something has shattered my hips,
Blood flooding the ground,
On this grey mound,
I welcome death,
In agony and pain,
I give my last breath.
All this water and rain,
Craetes an atmosphere,
Which releases all the fear,
It makes you even more frightened,
And even less lightened.
In my body, every cell,
Screams as if you were in hell,
I am falling,
Down the long black hole,
I wonder, if this is how it feels to be dying,
I am reborn know, in heaven,
It is a pain,
To think of the ones you have lost.
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