Death, is that seriously all we have to look forward to?
Isn't there anything else?
An Afterlife?
A Heaven?
Hell?
I used to not mind that.
Actually, I craved it.
Death,
The eternal sleep.
The point of no return.
But now, see, now I have a taste of life.
Now I am willing to fight for it.
I am not going to be content on 'oh okay, its my turn to die now.'
No, I want more.
I want it now.
I don't know if that is selfish,
But I know its truth.
I no longer yearn for death,
But fight it with every last
Measly,Minute, breath left.
A contest entry
- The words of... by Never.Give.Up.
400 points, ended March 17, 12 entries
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And we keep hanging on...
A wonderful write and I wish you all the best in the contest.
Kate
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this is so good! and so true. im glad that you have found your taste of life :] many people never find a reason to live and they go their whole life being depressed and angry. im happy that you no longer want death, because life is good even if it is hard at times. i think that this poem can give lots of people hope and open their eyes, i really do. amazing job! and sorry for rambling. :]
**peace and love**
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Thank you, I certainly hope it could open some peoples eyes.
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wow, what a powerful poem. great job. your writing is colloquial, and yet so strong, poetic and beautiful. great write.
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Thank you
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