Oh Death, the quiet keeper of peace,
Why do you linger while my suffering won’t cease?
I sit alone, my shadow my only kin,
Begging for your embrace to pull me in.
The world has turned its back on me,
Every breath a burden, every tear a plea.
Hopes have died and dreams have bled,
I walk among the living, but my soul is dead.
You are no stranger, but a friend I seek,
Come claim the weary, the broken, the weak.
Your touch is cold, yet warmer still,
Than the icy silence of this world's cruel will.
Each heartbeat is a scream of despair,
A reminder of the pain I can no longer bear.
Take me to where the storms don’t rage,
Where time forgets, and sorrow decays.
I’m not afraid of your eternal sleep,
For my life’s a hollow, endless weep.
Take me where stars no longer cry,
Where there’s no goodbye, no reason to die.
Oh Death, why must you delay?
This fragile soul is fading away.
I’ve written to you in tears and blood,
Come end this tale, drown me in your flood.
But if you choose to keep me here,
In this cage of sorrow, despair, and fear,
Know this: each breath is a curse I sigh,
A wish, a plea, for you to let me die.
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Author:
Dev parth (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 7th, 2025 07:40
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Comments3
I couldn’t even read all of that . Seems like a really sad depressed writing
Take care
We must save the parthian soldier !
A very interesting and well written read , even if a bit dark and haunting
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