River

The icy water is at my back,

there are Lillie's in my hair.

I'am floating down this river,

the river of despair.

 

There's no one here to save me

and now it is too late.

Im floating down this river, 

in time I'll meet the Fates

My fingers are so cold,

my lips have turned to blue.

My heart will soon stop beating and 

this world I will leave to you

Reviews

[Justastargazer]

Great poem! Love how you make it sound so simple yet so serene.

[Marlice Morgan]

Thank you!