Am I Awake?

January 7, 2013
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I lay motionless on the cold white bed
Observing the frantic motion that surrounds me as I wait
My life is no longer one to dread
For now mere mortals conclude my fate

I remain not alone in this chasm of sorrow
With loving one's faces engulfed in tears
From which the life I had yesterday I wish to borrow
Though all those around know death is pondering near

As last occurring memories soon surround me as I die
The cherishing moments of joy and glee gather upon my broken bones
Though struggling to breathe I cannot bear a single tear to cry
For I leave this world a legacy built on sticks and stones.

Life a stick of dynamite in a field of lava and fire
Fruitful and alive such a miracle to admire

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so_joy said...
Mar. 15, 2013 at 11:13 am
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