Take Another Sip

• Yi Xiu Lin, Grade 9
• Poetry
• 2018

I drink from death’s cup
Slowly, my worthless life drains
take another sip

My fingers fumble
Grasping the old, crumbling edge
Take another sip

My body feels numb
Nothing able to be felt
Take another sip

the glass is empty
my eyes are soulless and yet
take another sip

The glass starts to fall
As I, fall down into death
Take a sip of death