Death's Remembrance
The alluring aspects of suicide often deceive the eye of the contemplator.
Flickering candles, dancing despair.
Sweet smell of cinnamon drifting in air.
Cream-colored sheets with pastel flowers,
Then darkness invades with forceful powers.
Unable to move, my fixed eyes gaze,
Reflecting memories of blissful days.
A warming calmness, comforts my veins.
Your spirit consoles my dying remains.
I feel death's force assaulting my soul.
Weak laborious lungs, now losing control.
Your specter fades as demons remain,
A foul smelling cluster, Satan's domain.
My weak mind pleas a mercy prayer.
Deceased eyes frozen in a wide-eyed glare.
Life's colors fade into breathless blues,
Stiff mouth ajar with an odor of booze.
I fight to live, my body rejects,
Regretting my choice, an image reflects.
Cream-colored sheets among blood stained pools.
Temptation of suicide often fools.
Sweet smell of cinnamon drifting in air.
Cream-colored sheets with pastel flowers,
Then darkness invades with forceful powers.
Unable to move, my fixed eyes gaze,
Reflecting memories of blissful days.
A warming calmness, comforts my veins.
Your spirit consoles my dying remains.
I feel death's force assaulting my soul.
Weak laborious lungs, now losing control.
Your specter fades as demons remain,
A foul smelling cluster, Satan's domain.
My weak mind pleas a mercy prayer.
Deceased eyes frozen in a wide-eyed glare.
Life's colors fade into breathless blues,
Stiff mouth ajar with an odor of booze.
I fight to live, my body rejects,
Regretting my choice, an image reflects.
Cream-colored sheets among blood stained pools.
Temptation of suicide often fools.
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