Mortality Poem by Minx Videsben

Mortality



My hands are cold

Turning numb sooner than expected

My legs are weak

They shake like rattlesnakes

My head hurts

From the hole going through it

My eyes are dry

From all the tears that washed away

My heart beats slower every day

Mostly because

If I think about death enough

I'll die

Wednesday, May 17, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: death,dying,sickness
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