Extinction of my Existence

The smell of rotting flesh on my bones

I can see my soul falling away

I hunger for the warmth of blood

It will still the itch in my throat

 

Unable to speak audible words

What is becoming of me?

Take a look at the empty world around us

In the beginning we were promised nothing

Cold heart

It may as well not be there

Soon  I will be numb

And the burden can be gone away

 

I’m looking forward to

Discovering where we go

When we all die

When death arrives

 

Reviews

[Thomas Fitzgerald]

One of my favourite type of ode's, well written, great read.

[Morning Star]

Wow Very Very Deep write
Well hopfuly we will all go to heaven
But your words bring images to my mind of a vampire that never
dies it actually reminded me a little of true blood
though i felt awe as i read it
I love it great job!

[The Cougar's Den]

Death, oh so mysterious, or is it? I guess we won't know until we find out and then we can't really tell anybody. Well, that sucks. But this piece is definitely one to make the mind exercise itself a little bit....

[Johnny Westbrook]

......... yikes! is that how you really feel lil lady? lol

anyways it goes with the picture, but u leave my arm hairs standing up, making me wonder "are you really thirsty for blood?" not a bad write, ready for more.