My Haunting Death
Watching down on myself shivering in fetalas I'm rapidly going through the cycle of life
From death to birth and the other way around
seeing myself rot, anguished by the strife
It seemed that my destiny
was to repeat this agony
as the reappearing image of myself dying
was breaking the core of me
The never-ending visual
of ones birth and death
Experiencing oneself
taking the last breath
It haunts to know the feeling of
when your body and soul dies
An image resurfacing
as soon as you close your eyes
Poetry by tobias wedin
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Written on 2010-03-10 at 17:37
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