Death Poem by nayeli contreras

It speaks to me whispers in my ear
It trys to frighten praying on my deepest fear
undenialble, inevitable, real
will the wounds it makes ever heal?
why do you take the innocent? why?
EXPLAIN! ! why do you make them cry?
is it true are things better by your side?
or did the tempting dreams to me have lied?
do you bring relief a befreinded end?
or will you just my soul to hell send?
tell me i beg you please
maybe your answer will put me at ease
maybe in the wicked sense of my dark satisfation
it will result in a dreathfull grusome reaction


(im sorry for any typing errors or mistakes i came up with it right on the spot and if i dont write i right away i could 4get...)