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Why Does It Have To Mean Something?

By: KillingProphet
folder Poetry › Free Verse
Rating: Adult +
Chapters: 8
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Disclaimer: This is a work of poetry. Any resemblance of characters to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. The Author holds exclusive rights to this work. Unauthorized duplication is prohibited.
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Bury Me

Like the shadow of the setting sun

There was no stopping,

It hid and like a disease it ate away

Now with nothing left I can no longer breath

My body is full of this thing I cannot shake

As it takes hold I loose my fight

Everywhere I turn is like a constant ache

There is a cold touch to my fingers

A blinding light to my eyes

This constant ringing to my ears

Even in this dark, warm, empty room.

The sickness it consumes me

I dare not fight anymore

I have no strength for it.

There is nothing left but for me to accept.

Accept that I have been defeated.

For against this enemy there can be no victor.

So I shall bury myself in this grave,

The one it built for me.

For I know it shall be easier to just let it take me.

For maybe the lies it tells are the truth.

Maybe it will only lead to happiness.
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