Thunder In The Air
With a pressure under his chin
there is a loud thunder in the air.
With the pull of the trigger,
his life starts to disappear.
The memories of life that he knows
are quickly fading away.
His visions of emptiness
will become reality today.
A bullet rapidly travels to the
hidden regions of his mind,
piercing through his plans and dreams
to which there is no more time.
Life of the body yields up quickly
but the dying takes forever.
The heart gives up easily,
but the mind continues to labor.
One moment of dying is like a
lifetime of pain.
How much must we suffer
before our mind is sane?
by Dedlypoet
Lonesome Death
E-mail me at Dedlypoet@prodigy.net in the meantime.
Please come back soon and visit me.
With a pressure under his chin
there is a loud thunder in the air.
With the pull of the trigger,
his life starts to disappear.
The memories of life that he knows
are quickly fading away.
His visions of emptiness
will become reality today.
A bullet rapidly travels to the
hidden regions of his mind,
piercing through his plans and dreams
to which there is no more time.
Life of the body yields up quickly
but the dying takes forever.
The heart gives up easily,
but the mind continues to labor.
One moment of dying is like a
lifetime of pain.
How much must we suffer
before our mind is sane?
by Dedlypoet
Lonesome Death
| E-mail me at Dedlypoet@prodigy.net in the meantime. Please come back soon and visit me. |