Life of Death

I'm tired
My eyes are heavy
I'm breathing slow
The whispers are yelling
I'm full of emptiness
Heart breaking
Aching
Blood like boiling ice
Confusion so clear
Silent and shouting
My words come out like tears
Streaming like I'm screaming
An echo standing still
Reality a cold breeze
Denial my blanket
Wrapped around my eyes
My soul reaching
Into empty skies
Floating as I feel
Flying on the ground
Death has come to life
Living in my feelings

Reviews

[MoriartyMesa]

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[Coyote Poetry]

Dear Keely Jane. I did like this poem. I danced with death a few times.
An echo standing still
"Reality a cold breeze
Denial my blanket
Wrapped around my eyes
My soul reaching
Into empty skies"
I did love the above lines. I believe unknown things are near. Sometimes we can dance with death. he or she always leads. Thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Sami Khalil]

I hope all is ok with you. Hang in there. Cling to life and hope. Things will eventually get better. Small positive changes can make a big difference.
I wish you blessed and safe Holidays.