Dear death,
What are you?
Some people feel
You are an escape from life
All they need is
A rope, a pill, or a knife.
Some think of you
As their worst fate
Hate in their heads
Waiting for you
Filled with dread.
It's almost like they love you
Because they think of you every
Morning.
You can be completely unpredictable,
Or come with a warning.
But only a few know you
That you're no gift
Nor a curse
There's nothing better
Nor worse.
-yours sincerely
A. T. S
YOU ARE READING
poetry And Quotes
PoetryPoetry Some are original and some are those that i heard or read and really loved. Cover by @-JOONIEPAWS
