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The Nightmare from which the Only Escape is Death

Poetry By: apocalypse monkey
Poetry



This poem is pretty self-explainatory, so just read it and you will figure it out
*Erebus-place of death and is often represented with the Grim Reaper


Submitted:Oct 10, 2008    Reads: 162    Comments: 2    Likes: 3   


Gun fire in the street
Closer...
Closer...
Closer with every step
All I see around me
Is the souls of the disceased
Creeping about...
Flying away...
Lurking in the shadows...
Rising to the Heavens
Sinking down to Hell
Death and Erebus* are near...
Very near...
As I step over the dead,
I remember what you said about life
"It's just a waking dream"
Well, I know what you mean,
But that's not how it seems right now
As I try and percieve
What death would really be
I pick up a gun
And hold it to my head
"Death is near...
And soon I will join the beaten and the damned"
Soon...
Very soon...
All was black





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