Dance With Death
I went down this road so many times
I have danced with Death for way too long
It's a matter of time until I run out of chances
And he takes me on his own
Every time I try I regret it
Every time I fight hard enough just to make it back in the nick of time
Then I tell myself it'll never happen again
But he knows it's a lie deep within
I've done this so many times
He seems to check up on me once a year
For the last five
He could have me by the touch of a finger
But the doctors or fear bring me back
Before he can touch me
It's the sixth year now
And I called him again
He says he's tired of my games
But I'm serious this time
I want this pain to end
So he goes to touch me one more time
There were no doctors
And there were no fights
He touched me with one finger and took my life
Copyright © Kyleigh Henderson | Year Posted 2016
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