Death Poem by Alex Walker

Death



I'm not okay,
no, not today.
I'm terribly sad,
and a bit mad.

Today's not the best,
it's been quite a test.
I can't go on like this,
I need your icy kiss.

I need to know,
that I can go.
I want the end,
so on you I depend.

You're the beautiful stop,
the one who will make me drop.
You'll end my pain,
and take the blood from my veins.

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