Dark Veils

She walks the halls to snuff out breath
 attired in her veil of death
 Soon, the morphine takes its toll
 As she steals their very soul

 They see her coming and lie in fear
 They know the kiss of death is near
 And then she takes their feeble hands
 And leads them to a cold dark land

 Do they really want to die?
 Or has the system gone awry
 They lie there waiting for reprieve
 But it's only death that they receive
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Callus Avatar
February 16, 2016 at 8:10 AM
Dark, it is, Joseph; you paint death as something to dread, especially as she leads her 'victims' to a cold dark land! Very well written, and you ably convey what you had in mind. // paul
Salehi Avatar
February 16, 2016 at 2:14 AM
The Angel of death on a path keep your joy away.... defy the angel's wrath, then the lover's treasures will show...... nicely done
Lane Avatar
February 7, 2016 at 8:37 AM
Pretty scary, but the sad truth in too many cases.
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