Thoughts of People Insane: The Angel of DeathA Poem by The Seeker of ThoughtsThe thoughts of Charles Edmund Cullen A.K.A. The Angel of Death.
I am here for greater things.
Only I can end suffering. Hospital to hospital my shadow grows Reaping lives, nobody knows. My wings spread out wide. Shhhhh... Do not cry. Look them in the eyes, Let them know it is alright. I wipe tears from their faces I'm only bringing death's graces. Hand around neck squeeze and choke. Mouth forced open shove pills down throat. Kicking, flailing, fighting for life, I wish you understood I am ending strife. A sound beneath, a sickening shudder, Heart had popped under fleshy cover. Letting go of his neck, Start looking for who to save next. I must end all suffering until none is left. That is my job as Angel of Death. © 2017 The Seeker of ThoughtsAuthor's Note
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13 Reviews Added on September 28, 2017 Last Updated on September 28, 2017 AuthorThe Seeker of ThoughtsGAAboutI am like you. I am an architect of thoughts. I am no lesser and no greater than any of you. I want to read all that people write. For even the shortest of writings can provoke thoughts. Let us all wr.. more..Writing
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