Poems

Monday, February 05, 2007

Last Flight

There comes a time in everyones life,
When you just can't fight anymore.
When even though it's day outside,
Your world is always dark and cold.
And every day and week that pass,
Is just a day closer to death.
And every breath that you take,
Is getting harder and harder to swallow.

You just can't take anymore,
Your limbs are getting.

Each day you're thinking more and mroe,
Of hoe and when you're gonna die.
And all of those pills you take,
Just can't save your life no more.
Your family has left you here,
All alone and crying every night.
All that you have left is a
Plot at the local cemetery.

Your face is getting cold,
Your body's too damn old.

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