The Death Of Life Poem by jacob gates

I see the death everyday I see the death everyday
Death in relations
Death in religion and faith
Death of man in man
Everyday, everywhere, every moment
So now You come to show Your world,
Hence the blackened cloak – unfurled.
And peering down upon my form
Death is nothing at all.
I have only slipped away to the next room.
I am I and you are you.
Whatever we were to each other
I DREAMED that one had died in a strange place
Near no accustomed hand,
And they had nailed the boards above her face,
The peasants of that land,
Wondering to lay her in that solitude
To shut her up in a sepulcher
in this kingdom by the sea
The pale, the cold, and the moony smile
Which the meteor beam of a starless night
on a lonely and sea-girt isle,
Ere the dawning of morn's undoubted light,
Is the flame of life so fickle and wan
That flits round our steps till their strength is gone.
Going to sleep, I cross my hands on my chest.
They will place my hands like this.
It will look as though I am flying into myself
they'll love me when I’m dead
when my mind has left my head
they'll eat the words they said
and cry themselves to bed.
My heart is
As dead as dead can be.
Imagine that
It’s just empty and meaningless.
No life
No traces of love or hate anymore.
Just gone
Completely lost hope and gave up
see them crowd on crowd they walk the earth
Dry, leafless trees no Autumn wind laid bare,
And in their nakedness find cause for mirth,
And all unclad would winter's rudeness dare;
As im sinking deeper, down into this hole,
with Satin stood before me, clasping onto my soul.
There is no turning back now for as i fall i see
that everything around me is as dead as dead can be.
I want to go
I want to leave
I'm slowly dieing
And I need to breathe
Outside I cry
Inside I hurt
The pain is killing me
Tell me of pain, what you know of it.
Is it to be feared, or guarded against
like a tangible foe?
Do you seek it, or merely accept it
like an unavoidable opponent?
Pain- has an Element of Blank-
It cannot recollect
When it begun- or if there were
A time when it was not
Can it be true we live on Earth?
Not forever on Earth: only a brief moment here
And are lost in the solemn and strange surprise of the change
curse thee life i will live with thee no more
but not suicide can one so weak as I beckoned
for all who died in flames or in poison chambers
Not one sob no tears be shed hard as steel and hearts of stone