Doctor Death.

Wallace

My doctor said i haven't got long.

And hells angels i will soon be among.

He said when there do think of me.

And in hell me he will come and see.

My doctor is a psychopath.

In my dying throes he did yahoo and laugh.

The bastard poisoned me to death.

And got satisfaction when i drew my last breath.

Now I'm down in hell below.

And see angels there that i do know.

They say to me, welcome to the doctors surgery.

And that the waiting time is long, because down here no patient is an emergency.

 

  • Author: Wallace (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 15th, 2017 01:58
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 20
  • User favorite of this poem: ElenaGrace.
Get a free collection of Classic Poetry ↓

✔ Receive the ebook in seconds ✔ 50 poems from 50 different authors


Comments1

  • ElenaGrace

    Ooh really interesting piece, I haven’t read one like this before. The fourth line confused me but other than that thumbs up

    • Wallace

      Thanks for comment.
      Changed fourth line.
      It was confusing, thanks for pointing out.



    To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.