Death

"Death"

Death comes over you like a painful storm
slowly and painfully.
Eating you inside,
the hate,
the pain.
Feeling like you’ve been left alone to fend for yourself,
feeling so alone.
So much hate then there's the uncontrollable pain.
Knowing that you will never see that person.
Knowing that they’re gone,
never to feel their touch,
never to feel their love
then something inside you tells you
that they will be there
always in your dreams,
but never in life.