The Last Day Comes

The Last Day Comes

A Poem by Autumn Morelock

The last day comes slowly and painfully
I barely breathe the frigid air
I barely feel alive sometimes
Is it good that I barely feel alive?
I want happiness but will I ever receive it
I want freedom but will I get it
I want to feel loved but will I ever
My closest friend is death
I have meet him several times and I wonder if ill meet him again sometime soon
I think about a lot of things about my life and it is barely there anymore

© 2013 Autumn Morelock


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Emotionally powerful. Great imagery.

Posted 10 Years Ago



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Autumn Morelock
Autumn Morelock

greeneville, TN



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im a shy person an i loves writing poems an songs. most of them are about my life or my feelingas more..

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