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Death and Dying

Death And Dying. 
.
If only I could allow myself to really live
 For even just a brief moment
And release my bated breathe
For I dwell in the coldness of darkness
And live a living death
.
No sanctuary can be found
Nor peace of mind
The sun never shines upon my face
A haunted tortured lonely soul left to rot 
A leper an outcast separated from the world
Abandoned and forgotten by mankind
. 
All I ever wanted
Was my heart to find a home
And feel loved
My wings were clipped long ago
But now I’ve had enough!!!
.
To who it might concern
My insurance documents 
Upon my welcomed death
Are kept in a kitchen draw
To pay for my bones and tired soul
To rest.
. 
Peter Dome©2021.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Puddifoot Avatar
January 16, 2021 at 2:43 PM
no words :(
Dome Avatar
January 16, 2021 at 3:30 PM
Bless XXXX
Buhagiar Avatar
January 16, 2021 at 11:59 AM
That's quite a suicide note. Life can be cruel. ~~
Dome Avatar
January 16, 2021 at 3:32 PM
How i feel the pain is that bad, but writing helps tomorrow a new day. thank you. stay safe.Pete.
Seeker Avatar
January 16, 2021 at 7:08 AM
The pendulum sometimes swings to the left, that it may go to the right ~ Know that darkness, in time will inevitably yield to light
Dome Avatar
January 16, 2021 at 8:04 AM
Thank you so much friend. much appreciate. but I feel, things have gone too far .LOL.
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