To Walk With Death

All around me is an empty house;

nothing stirs, not even a mouse.

I search in the corners for my missing hope

because if I've lost it there's no way to cope.

Chaotic and manic, my heart beats fast still,

working up a sweat that drips onto the sill

as I look out the window at the place where I died

and wonder how much darker it is inside.

Everything is frosty here, 

frosty there, 

everywhere.

Cold shivers rack me here,

makes my hair

stand aware.

Goosebumps attack my skin

as within

I begin

to fight a civil war

with a grin

against my kin.

When Death comes knocking at the door,

I will not cower away.

Death is a peaceful release from

the horrors of my day.

When Sadness seems to take me on

a journey far away

Death's always there to pet my hair

and give me one more day.

Death is no enemy of mine;

he is my only friend.

We talk at night and talk at day

when our journeys begin.

They take us far away from here,

into a land of night

and looking back over my shoulder

I can see the light.

He beckons me to hurry on;

who am I to refuse?

Death has no patience with me, still,

I'll never be excused.

The path we wander he has tread

with many others too.

I wonder if one night he will

be walking it with you.

At last we reach the city gates

I'd have been glad to see

if it weren't for the city gates

staring right back at me.

Large eyes filled where there should be air,

and space began to shrink.

I turned to ask Death for his help;

he only gave a wink.

And so I write this, quickly now,

before I lose the chance.

If ever Death tries to help you,

you must refuse his dance.

To dance with him is to dance with Death

and it will soon make sense.

No matter how happy you feel,

there can be no pretense.

Death is a killer; Death is the thing

that takes me on along.

But Life in Death is a chance to sing

a new and happy song.

To walk with Death is certain to

lead you to the deep grave.

Why waste a Life that you can use,

so many others to save?

Reviews

[Paavana Varma]

That is deep! Loved it! Keep on writing.

[Not here]

i will :) thank you

[Corbin Driver]

This is a deep poem. Nice job!

[Not here]

thanks corbin :) glad you enjoyed

[Amy R]

damn, I can feel the depth of this poem,
ur style interests me a lot, idk why,
but I am sure going to read them all right now!
such a talented writer.

[Not here]

thank you very very much amy :) im actually gona go to bed but il respond to any reviews or stuff tommorrow. see ya then!

[Amy R]

my pleasure and sure thing Dante! :)
see ya around! G/N.

[Viv Wade]

Wow, this poem is really dark and deep. Thanks for sharing this!

[Not here]

thanks for reading :)

[Coyote Poetry]

A interesting poem. Life and death is part of us. We must be born and we must die.
"To walk with Death is certain to
lead you to the deep grave.
Why waste a Life that you can use,
so many others to save?"
I have danced with death in my young days. Suicide the sea and free-climbing. Sometime the edge bring death too close. I enjoyed the complete poem. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Not here]

thank you for reading, as always :) i really appreciate it coyote

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome.

[AaronFreitas]

"When Death comes knocking at the door,
I will not cower away.
Death is a peaceful release from
the horrors of my day."
I really loved that stanza... I loved the rhyming throughout this piece. You really showed off how great of a writer in this piece capturing a great rhyming, great flow, dark thoughts and a piece that I loved. Good work buddy!

[Not here]

thank you aaron :) i appreciate it much

[andrew mitchell]

A nice written piece on the darkside!

[Not here]

thank you andrew :) always appreciated

[Wasekera S Chiphazi Ban..]

Great poem,,I truly enjoyed this one

[Not here]

thanks :) glad you enjoyed it

[ApKWrites]

Great poem! The meaning of Life and Death very well explained.

[Not here]

thank you :) i appreciate it

[TalesOFaMadman]

Awesome poem!! I like your poems they suit my taste. :)