Death's Thoughts

Death's Thoughts

A Poem by Britaini Gross

Once upon a time I was human,

I had feelings, hopes and dreams.
Now that I know who I really am,
I enjoy their pleading screams.
For I am Death, the taker of souls,
I come for everyone, young and old,
and in the end they all pay their tolls.
I come for riches, but not for gold.
You don't know me but I know you.
I'm always with you, patiently waiting.
I study your movements until I see my cue,
You're very existence is elating...
It's too bad I have to take you too.

© 2015 Britaini Gross


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Added on October 20, 2015
Last Updated on October 20, 2015
Tags: Death, sad, emotion, dark

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Britaini Gross
Britaini Gross

Piedmont, SC



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I've always loved literature, even when I was too little to read my grandfather enlightened me with poems from around the world. Sylvia Plath is my favorite writer and my idol. I've never published an.. more..

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