![]() Death knocking on your doorA Poem by Tara![]() When Death comes knocking on your door![]() Lay in the bath
Running my fingers over the water Picking up the bubbles And watching them slip from my hand The heat from the bath is making me dizzy But it stops me from thinking About what has passed. The thoughts running through my head As I hear a knock upon the door I know who it is He's finally come To take away the pain And leave only pure bliss. The door opens As I bid him entry I know what he's come to do And I do not care No one else can see him Only I His business is only with me. He lifts his hand And I shut my eyes I feel myself being drained As I slip deeper into the bath My life has been full With no hurt of note And I allow my memories to flood over my mind. The screen goes black The stars go out My heart slows down My breathing falling into occasional pants But I'm relaxed I know what's coming And I thought i'd tell you Not to run And not to hide When Death comes knocking on your door. © 2012 Tara |
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