Fading light

Maplespal

Fading light

My blood pooling by my side,

return to me before I have died.

I can feel my life begin to slide,

starting its darkening ride.

My blood I beg and plead,

you’re the fuel my body needs.

The darkness on my light it feeds,

as I lay here and watch me bleed.

Faintly I can hear its call,

this darkness I attempt to stall.

Towards your puddle I slowly crawl,

before my brightness falls.

My blood pooling as I die,

return to me you would not try.

Trapped under a darkening sky

for my soul please quietly cry.

 

 

 

  • Author: Maplespal (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 24th, 2024 14:01
  • Comment from author about the poem: As the feeling of death approaches you, what will you be needing to live?
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