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Death whispers in my ear such sweet words of a new, pain free life.
And I listen
And I like
And I listen more
And I like more
And I’m tempted to fall in love with its promising sound.
The sound assures me many things so lovely
Its succulent whisper
Its singing voice
It calls me, Death’s sweet, peaceful whisper
It calls me closer and closer to its own blissful, desperate, needy grips
And I continue to listen
And as I listen, I fall closer and closer
And as I fall I imagine of all of its sweet promises
And of how it promises to quench my needs
Just the two of us together
Death and I, I and Death
Death promises such sweet things
Now death lets me choose
Do I go to Death’s sweet, blissful, heavenly, harmonious whisper?
Where Death offers ease and a pain free life,
Or do I go to my friends who are there for me but make me feel used?
Who use me for their own selfish needs?
Oh how sweet Death’s whisper is
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DEATH
I choose Death then
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Now I’m the one screaming out for help
Death’s sweet whispers have turned on me
Death convinced me and I gave in
I gave up
I lost the battle
Now I continue to scream for help but who’s there to help?
Who will be my superhero?
Who will pull me out?
Death continues to pull on me every second I’m closer to it.
Death whispered to me and I listened
Now that I have screamed out for you will you listen?
Will you care?
Will you stop and help me?
Or will you let Death’s sweet whispers of betrayal pull me in?
Death, will you pull me into your dark bottomless pits?
Will my friends care for me at all?
Death I no longer want to hear your betraying whispers
Friends, please, will you help me?
I’m holding out my hand,
Now will you pull?
Death, Death, Death
Please no more Death for me
I’m reaching out for someone’s hand
Who’s will it be?
- by shadowattak1 |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 12/28/2008 |
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- Title: Death Whispers to Me
- Artist: shadowattak1
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Description:
Sad feeling I had when I moved and went to a new school.
I felt used and felt like I had no friends.
Death whispers such sweet sounds...
never will it happen again...
i hope. - Date: 12/28/2008
- Tags: death whispers friends choose alone
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Comments (4 Comments)
- bassmaster_awesome - 09/04/2009
- Your poetry so meaningful, so well written so heart felt, the missery the sorrow, sent on such a clear voyage through are own hearts. We wish for your comfort we pray for your life, never take death seriously, it's just a tonting fool. I have great hopes you will make new friends, but always listen to your own words, death will always be the great betrayer.
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- Inari-chan - 01/02/2009
- I wish i were an octopus and i could give you 8 hands, but i can only give 2. Cheer up! I'm always hare for you <3
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- King Exseada - 12/31/2008
- I haven't moved in a long time but for many years i felt i totally don't fit in. i still sorta do. i always sucked at make'n friends at school. after i lost my only friend i cried more than i ever had.
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- lizmutt - 12/29/2008
- *gives hand* I know what you mean sometimes.
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