Death Lives On...

• Dove Kilpatrick
• Poetry
• 2008

my life...is not needed
to be apart of this world...
is to be strong,

im weak...oh so weak,
a rope hanging with a loop...
i stand up and place it on my neck
...my wings unfold...
as the darkness greets me,
my soul burnt to ashes...

my wrist seeks with blood...
the other covered in scars...
so you cant see the skin...
how the world hurts...

my love i'll wait for you
until the the end of time...
...my preicious angel...
i take your hand as i walk into the black...

...the world wont stop turning...
...its misery unknown...
...i take your hands in mine...
...as my tears fall,
...i kiss your lips and say goodbye...
...i'll wait for you...
...til we met again...