Death

This thing I hold in my hand
I can't help but feel shes in it
I know shes far and gone
Away from this world
But everytime I seeit in my hand
I think of her
And it makes me cry
Oh and it makes me cry
But I hold back the tears
Knowing
I'll be there when she finally awakens

I look at her in front of me now
And I can't help but worry
Will she go to sleep and leave me too?
Will I have to stand next her bed
And beg her please to say awake instead?
And when she doesn't listen
I'll pull her covers up
So I won't feel her skin go cold too

When you sent this to me, it almost made me cry D: its very beautiful

Death
I just think you should know.
I hate you.
Not fear you.
I have seen you before.
You took something from me.
I know we must pay for what we have done.
But
You took from me loved ones.
I will never forgive you.
Only slap you on your face.
I laugh as I watch your head spin.
And I walk away with grace.
I don't cry for that means you have won.
I only stare not knowing when you might come...
To claim another one.
Death
I just think you should know.
I despise you.
And you...
You should fear.

This, is a bit scary :D but I love it

Dreams
Soaring through the sky like an eagle
Next running through the woods free with the wolves
then you find your self sitting in a chair watching tv
All of the sudden you are running for your life from a guy with a knife
You are dropped in a scene in meadow with flowers and trees, no one around but you all alone....
You run and you run until you reach a black wall
You turn around meadows not there only 3 other black walls.
You cry at lungs for some one to save you. But no ones there....
Your
tears turn to blood streaming down face... You are terrified in every
which way. No where to turn, no where run, then you see a book, your
favorite. Get some assemblies of happiness, you open it to read it and
the words don't make sense. They you smile and say, "What a dream"
You wake up in your living room chair smiling.

I disagree.
For Death to win, wouldn't be to mourn for a lost one. To mourn is to accept the loss. To hold back tears is weak, for it shows you are trying to be strong when really you feel the loss of those around you.
The only was to win, truly, would be to live forever. . . . A feat impossible, for even then Death would win, while you would wallow in eternal loneliness and wish you were mortal after all.
:3

The stronge thing is I fully welcome death. I wont bring it upon my self cause it would be a selfish thing to do to my family but lets just sya when my times come I wont fight it at all

lol you rememeber me crying while I was writing it XD

*hugs* I remember

To be honest I'd rather be young as long as I wanted, not live forever but be able to, and die only when I chose. But I'm not one to chase that dream, and I agree with your above post. x3

I am with you all the way on that Maggie. You hit the nail on the head.