Death's Kiss
I’ve felt Death’s kiss on my lips.
He whispers…”I’ll take away your pain.”
He wipes away my tears & says,” You’ll never cry again.”
I ask you my prince of the Spirit Realm…
What did I do to deserve this?
Death replies, “Life is a test.”
As his boney hands enter my chest.
He pulls out shards of glass from my bleeding heart.
This life has become a tragedy.
He says, “I’ll take away your misery.”
Dying dreams & broken promises invade my thoughts.
Will I ever be happy again?
Time has become my enemy.
Can Death give me the remedy?
I’ve felt the hands of my loved ones on my shoulders.
They say,” It’s not your time to die.”
As I break down & cry.
By: Wendy "Thorn" White
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