by DementiaBelmont, Mississippi, USA
Sep 2009 567 Views 2 comments
To Lye In A Grave
As I look up from my graven home
The stars align, side by side
A hungry dog, searching for a bone
Lies down next to me, as a rose wilted, ready to die
The baby next to me cries
As it reaches upward toward Heaven
A bright light burns my eyes
As the golden gate swings open
People gather around me
My mother, with tears in her eyes
I reach for her, but can't grasp
All because of my suicide
The stars align, side by side
A hungry dog, searching for a bone
Lies down next to me, as a rose wilted, ready to die
The baby next to me cries
As it reaches upward toward Heaven
A bright light burns my eyes
As the golden gate swings open
People gather around me
My mother, with tears in her eyes
I reach for her, but can't grasp
All because of my suicide
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Posted: Sep 2009
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I wrote this poem during the time where all that was on my mind was when would i die, when would it all end and how. But there's more to life than deathPoems entered on these pages are copyrighted by the authors who entered them. They cannot be reproduced without the author's written consent. © Copyright 2001-2024. All rights reserved.
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Comments (2)
Glad to see you are feeling brighter these days. I like your imagination however,and the painted picture..thanx..JG