If This Is How Im Set To Die,,,,,,,,

if this is how I'm set to die
alone and in this room
id rather that you close the door
of this imposing tomb

I lay my head against the stone
and all throughout the tomb
I watch as I see images
of my impending doom

So there I try to close my eye
and covering the doom
I hear a soft voice in my ear
that whispers to me,- soon

and up above the voices speak
their lullabies all loom
and there above my head revealed
the angels in the room
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Pettit Avatar
February 18, 2011 at 5:44 PM
Nice easy wording makes this submission easy to read. Your rhyming also appears quite appropriate for this poem.
Loving Iii Avatar
February 14, 2011 at 3:10 PM
this is so sad and true for millions. those that live too long. jhl
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