Cold toes,
Feel like I am drowning.
Need you around me,
Arduous breathing,
Heavy eyelids,
Shutting like a trap door,
Blood is thinning,
Bed is sinking,
Heavy limbs,
Try to call your name,
Baked throat,
Stop the air,
Lungs tear,
Imploding like a light bulb,
Ever so slow.
You, with the seraphic face,
Take me, cut me,
Show me I am alive.
I am not afraid,
To look into your eyes,
What is that you,
Threaten me with?
After all it is life,
Which was never meant to be,
I look straight,
Into your eye,
I ain't done no wrong,
I walk to you
Head held high.
Stop your leaden
Conversation,
Don't dig deep
Into my conscious,
There is nothing for
You to sell,
My body, you will take
From deep, wake less sleep
Setting my soul free
Bringing me to
THE END.
Reshma Ramesh
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-end-142/
