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Death

Writer's picture: Sam NashSam Nash



I ran.

Hiding between the sheets.

Between shadows of light,

of words,

of hope,

of fear.

I prayed.


There is no where to run.

There is no where to go.

Not under my Sun.

He finally said.


Let me be.

Let me stay.

For one more day.

Pleeeease.

I cried.


There is no escape.

Not from me.

No place to be,

that I do not see


Can’t you see?

Can’t you hear?

cries of my children,

wails of women,

lies of men so dear?


A sound I heard

time and time again.

On every step,

of every door.


What do you want from me?

What have I done to thee?


You mean nothing to me

You did nothing to me

Look up at the sky.

What do you see?


I see drops of rain.

I see the Moon.

I see the stars.

I see places,

I’d rather be.


Each a soul

who once have asked

that same of me.

Leave me to dream

and a new day to see.


I’m still not ready.

I still have words

I want to say.

I still have kisses

I have not cast.

Games,

I have not played.



Alas

Time has passed.

Others await,

to ascend your stage.

To continue

with love and hate.

For I am Death,

and your date

is due.




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gonegirl93
Oct 21, 2023

This is the first piece you post on your new site? That's alarming. Here, lie down on my couch and tell me about your favorite childhood memory... and, uh, .... take off your pants.

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