Death

I am alone in this dark place I hear something moving around It is creeping in on me Waiting, it is always waiting It will come for everyone It is as sneaky as a fox in the woods I wish I could escape this As it draws near I feel my last breath escape my lungs Finally I am free

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Francis J Grasso

Date: 10/12/2016 9:56:00 AM

Congratulations, Keisha. Well done! ...Fran

Keisha Moyer
Date: 10/12/2016 12:18:00 PM

Thank you

Darlene De Beaulieu

Date: 10/11/2016 12:54:00 PM

Death, is what I am healing from now,my husband passed in March. So going through a rough time right now. Every day it is getting better.Your poem speaks the truth.

Keisha Moyer
Date: 10/12/2016 12:18:00 PM

Thank you. My mom had passed away seven years ago. It was hard but now it is bittersweet knowing that she is no longer in pain.