Alex Fischer

(01/10/1992 / North Little Rock, Arkansas)

Why Do I Feel Death So Near?


Why do I feel death so near?
Even as I hold my love so dear
I live in a world that’s filled with fear
So do the rest of us as I hear

Why do I feel death so close?
As I live in a state repose
Even when the light shines so gross
There is a shadow moving close

Why do I feel death so nigh?
Even when my heart is so high
With my love in my arms in by and by
A looming death draws by and I sigh

Why do I feel death is imminent?
Even as my love is penultimate
Treating as a constituent
Death do come so relevant

Why do I feel death so bore?
Maybe because it is at my door

Submitted: Friday, July 16, 2010

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