Death's Door

September 17, 2008
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Shouts of men rang in my ears,
Explosions leaked on all sides.
I'm looking through my fears,
I flashback to where I used to reside.

My house and family memories,
How I live for them.
All the cherished stories,
Will I be able to speak again?

I am brought back with sudden pain,
I fall down on the rusty ground.
The pain is unbearable, I'm going insane,
My senses are fading, I can't hear sound.

Liquid cool blood poured out of me,
My whole body is going cold.
My vision starts to go, smoke is now steam.
Would I live if I do what I am told?

Everything goes dark,
So much for a bright light.
A door appears, made out of bark.
Could anyone else see this sight?

My body feels now,
I get up to inspect the door.
The smell leaking from behind is foul,
Noticeable words surround the core.

"Death's Door" was inscribed,
Surprisingly I'm not s cared.
The odor makes me inspired,
If I open this door, will I be spared?

I clutch the handle with a firm grip,
Doubt washes away.
I open the door, making sure my memories won't slip,
This is where I will stay.





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Carebear0621 said...
Oct. 19, 2008 at 7:17 pm
I love this poem it is awesome! The frist time i read it i was like dude this is amazing! I can't wait to see what else you post!
 
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