A Life Mixed With Death Poem by Nick Kler
A Life Mixed With Death
Every mirror I see
Death stares back at me
It talks to me,
As if it wants to
Share my loneliness
My sorrows with me
It wants to hold me
In her arms
So that I could sleep
Just for a while
And then it would
Quietly whisk me away
Far far away from here
Into some distant land
A world meant just for me
Where I could calmly spend
the rest of my days
Sunday, February 7, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: death,insomnia,loneliness,sorrows
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