DEATH (What it feels like)

A million thing fly through my mind,
I once could see but now I’m blind
I don’t know why I cannot see
What has God done to me?
This all is torture
I can’t take it anymore
Promise me this won’t happen
I don’t want to explore
All these feelings, I cannot take
I’m losing what I have, what I cannot remake
The haunting voice
The painful groans
A ghost of torture
Still screams and moans
My heart is aching
And slowly making
A permanent scar
Like a burn with tar
The house is quiet
It’s a terrible silence
So empty
If God made violence
Then why wouldn’t he
Spare the pain
That throbs in me
My friends don’t know
They’ll wonder what’s different
I do not care
This is something I cannot bear
I prayed to God
I prayed again
But instead of peace
He gave me pain
I’m all distraught
And every thought
Clouds my mind
But I leave it behind
One little toy
He gave to me
Before he left
I have with me
A gift I will never
Ever forget
It may be small
But yet
It holds the memories
Of a familiar past
My flag once flew high
It’s now at half-mast
I’m ready to lower it
Like the sinking in my heart
I try not to show it
But it’s done its part
And now there’s chaos
Inside of me
I’ve fought this anger
But now I flee
I run and run and run and run
But what is done is surely done
It’s all over now
I don’t care what they say
I new beginning doesn’t end with the day
This isn’t just the beginning
It’s the very end
Not of my life
But I’ve turned the bend
These feelings hit me
Like atomic missiles
And the anger sticks me
Like a porcupine’s bristles
A very sad song
Is playing in my mind
I don’t know the tune
But it has made me blind
But now I know
That he has risen
And now he’s free
From Earth’s big prison
This may be hard
To think that he's passed,
But now he's Home,
He's Home at last.

Aww... it's so sad. Great job!

Thank you very much.

AWWW SHOOT I forgot about that rule....Now I gotta rewrite the last line....Oh well, I can CLEARLY see no one REALLY cared about this poem anyway, so it doesn't really matter...

This is sooo sad. But it is well written.

Thank you.

Wow, this is breathtaking! You did such a wonderful job of this poem. It has a lot of true emotion and it's worded just perfectly... Simply amazing.

Thanks. I wrote half of it the night my father was dying, and the other half the morning he passed away, so yeah, it has a lot of emotion, thank you very much.

Wow, that was awesome.

So sad...that was brilliant.

Aw, great job, Lizzy! I love all the similes and metaphors you were using. And the emotion . . . wow. It's there, which is a very good thing for a poem. ^^

Thanks shadow, it means the world to me.

Looks as if I've been dubbed another nickname, better add that one. :3

You're welcome.

xDD Lol, haha, I honestly have no clue where it came from though. I think it was actually like a typo. But I'm glad you like it! ^^ I shall keep calling you Lizzy, then!

Lol, okay, that names fine by me.

thanks again!