The thought of death

I first met him in my tears

he was disguised as late nights and hormones

he said he'd never return 

he was not for me 

but even with this promise i lay in fear

but the next day he returned 

the sunlight refused to let him diguise himself as he did the previous night

he snuck up on me 

whispered everything i feared 

told me he could end it all

and then he slowly took over

I saw his face in every tree, building, road, truck and hospital

he arrived whenever it was quiet

he sat in the back of my mind

he was there in my smile and in my laugh

he was there in my tears and sobs

he wouldnt leave

i was tense and scared

but it seemed the thought of death was going nowhere




◄ Maybe its not so bad?

The thought of death ►


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