All Nonfiction
- Bullying
 - Books
 - Academic
 - Author Interviews
 - Celebrity interviews
 - College Articles
 - College Essays
 - Educator of the Year
 - Heroes
 - Interviews
 - Memoir
 - Personal Experience
 - Sports
 - Travel & Culture
 All Opinions
- Bullying
 - Current Events / Politics
 - Discrimination
 - Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
 - Entertainment / Celebrities
 - Environment
 - Love / Relationships
 - Movies / Music / TV
 - Pop Culture / Trends
 - School / College
 - Social Issues / Civics
 - Spirituality / Religion
 - Sports / Hobbies
 All Hot Topics
- Bullying
 - Community Service
 - Environment
 - Health
 - Letters to the Editor
 - Pride & Prejudice
 - What Matters
 - Back
 
Summer Guide
- Program Links
 - Program Reviews
 - Back
 
College Guide
- College Links
 - College Reviews
 - College Essays
 - College Articles
 - Back
 
The Grim Reaper
  A destination, which is shared by all
  A place so dark, a destroyer of worlds
  No people, no feelings, only a peaceful tenebrosity
  There is no return from this painful truth
  No homecoming, no undoing things
  Fragmented wishes, unexecuted promises haunting the nights
  Your life has been recasted permanently
  A heartache, a heartbreak, a woe, a despair
  A memory no one could ever nick
  You sink deep down an abyss
  The scent fades from the pillow, unheard cries in the room
  The Dead has set sail on a ship that would never return
  A catastrophic earthquake that rifts everything apart
  A hole in your heart that would never grow back
  A hurt worse than the emptiness that existed before they came
  And you silently wish you had one more conversation
  One more chance to make them stay, forever
  You are weakened in your knees, your heart gets numb
  Like you are surrounded by an aura of ample of gravity
  There is a longing deep down to embrace them, feel them
  But the clock keeps ticking, the world swirls around
  You keep the spirit alive by keeping it alive in you
  And  realize the worth of this person, now gone away.

Similar Articles
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.
The scent fades from the pillow, unheard cries in the room
The Dead has set sail on a ship that would never return