Abhishek Mishra Poet I do not know?

Dear Death

TO DEAR DEATH...

LET ME RTURN TO YOU 
THIS COLD BLACK FIRE BURING INSIDE ME...
THIS WHITE DUST HAZING MY VISION....
THIS MOTIONLESS WATER SURROUNDING ME ALL THROUGHOUT MY LIFE.
THIS MINDLESS WIND DRAGGING ME TO PLACES.....
AND THIS LIMITLESS SKY GAURDING ME ALL THROUGH MY HIGH AND LOWS.



I KNOW DEAR DEATH YOU WERE ALWAYS HERE.....
WAITING FOR MY CALL....

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Justcallme Britt June 1, 2012 at 5:20 PM This sounds incredibly passion-felt. Each time I read over these lines I sense an uncomfortable overwhelming sensation where I feel you are on the verge of submission. If venting through poetry helps, continue on. There ARE people that can relate or have already been there <3 Abhishek Mishra June 2, 2012 at 11:53 AM thannkx for your words brittany.....tc