Angel Of Death Poem by Amy Kerswell
Angel Of Death
No questions left to answer.
Absoulte no problems left to solve.
No one to have to answer to.
All my problems solved at last.
One last decision left to make.
One quick move its all over and done.
No more heartache.
No more greif.
No more pain.
No more burdens left to impose.
No injustice to amend.
One last request.
To the angel of death.
Please dont take to long
Come and get me soon
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5/6/2024 10:07:11 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Amy I agree with Joshua, this is a very awesome poem. It is written from heartache and loss, sadness and desolation. I asked the Angel of DEath many times to come and take me, but I guess I'm not finished with what I have to do yet. Thank you for sharing Amy, this did bring back many frightening memories. Barbara.