Death | Teen Ink


May 30, 2009
By bookworm266 GOLD, Urbana, Indiana
bookworm266 GOLD, Urbana, Indiana
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Favorite Quote:
"I came, I saw, I conqued."

death is like a little monster
a little evil monster
it crawls inside your body
and rips it all apart
it makes you sad
it makes you lonely
it makes you quake
and shake with fear
you have to battle
that little monster
slowly you will win
anbd when you do you will be happy
you will rebuild your life
and be happy agian

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This article has 3 comments.

WerewolfGirl said...
on May. 7 2010 at 8:58 pm
i loved your poem Bookworm! it was full of saddness with just a hint of anger and depression that is deeep down inside of your very soul

Kris said...
on Jul. 24 2009 at 1:08 pm
Bookworm, Your poem really makes be feel the agony losing someone. The use of the monster simile works well because death is unknown to all of us but scary. I'm glad you ended on a positive note and gave us hope for overcoming grief.

Mercy said...
on Jul. 14 2009 at 2:32 am
I really love this poem. It describes death feels, but leaves you with hope.