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 © | Year Posted 2016

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George   Avatar
February 8, 2016 at 11:58 PM
Wow!!!! Creative writing at its finest, Kyleigh. Many congrats on your fine win. Elaine
A   Avatar
February 8, 2016 at 10:01 PM
Kyleigh, Congrats on your "Self-Inflicted" Win..... LINDA
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January 9, 2016 at 3:05 PM
the shaolin finger style....oh my, that sounds so wild....is there any defense that will ever work....or with our emotions, will we let others continue to just flirt....never ever allowing Love to set in....I did it once, I did it twice, dam, I just did it again....but only a true friend can make sure that it will end....very inspiring Kyleigh....;)
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