The Taste Of Eternal Sleep Poem by Alyssa ArtsLover

The Taste Of Eternal Sleep



With your broken ship
you sail towards the road
that leads into the blissful abyss
Slowly you sink down
to the mysterious deep
There is no chance to fly,
you turn into mist

There is no more breath to take,
Under the surface of time
you start to taste the eternal sleep

Behind closed eyes
you see the haunting faces
you couldn't leave
With fading mind you feel
the deadly kiss by poisonous lips
There is no chance to hide,
you're the one whom they want to find

There is no more breath to breathe,
they take them all away
Under the surface of time
you start to taste the eternal sleep

Wednesday, January 11, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: eternity,sleep
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