Death Comes Suddenly
A long way off, it seemed when I was young
As if I had forever to live; death didn`t concern me.
I was full of life lying before me
To be lived and discovered;to be engaged fully.
I knew death would come at the end when my body,
Twisted by age and struggle gives out ready for rest.
But now, too suddenly,it comes, like a dragon
Ready to devour me,destroying my soul.
Too young for ending; tired, but not ready for sleep
(the dark sleep of death where I cease to be.)
I grieve the loss of myself--the disappearance of me.
Thought I would live on, at least in memories.
But now at the end,I see nothingness
and dark emptiness,and I hear only deafening quiet.
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