Death

Death

A Poem by My name......well, you can call me Rogue
"

horor

"

  Where am I?

Crush velvet,

Soft velvet,

but I see nothing

Black.

black is all I see,

My life,

I remember now,

my family,

my friends

My life.

Wait I see light

but I cannot reach it

I struggle

but it feels like trying to breath in water

Then.....

its black again.

 

 

 

© 2011 My name......well, you can call me Rogue


Author's Note

My name......well, you can call me Rogue
beware!!!!!!

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this poem is very well its very dark. I felt like I couldn't breath while I was writing it you definitely captured part of the emptiness that is death. Well done

Posted 13 Years Ago


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My name......well, you can call me Rogue
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