I am Dying

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A summary of how I used to feel about 3 years ago. I remember writing this poem in a coffee shop on a really bad day.

Submitted: January 18, 2008

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Submitted: January 18, 2008



I am dying,
Exhausted to the mind,
Alone and unloved,
Left behind.
Thought it would be better,
But alas I was wrong,
I anticipate the day,
The Reaper sings his mournful song.
Drunk off my own tears,
Drowning in my own blood.
Swimming in my own fears,
Captured in the prison of life,
As I dance upon the blood stained knife.
My heart ripped from me,
My soul chained to the wall,
Waiting to be set free.

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