Death
Pain is not pain that is not
felt by the heart
Or when your soul is not torn
apart,
When you feel nothing,
You hold on to anything,
And death becomes a relief,
She brings out forgotten belief-
Never takes you whole,
She tears up your soul-
Emotions imprisoned in stone
Drip out of you one by one,
It is like taking capsules of
sorrow,
That only make you hollow;
Stealing all the smiles
Of your lifes lived miles,
You cry, you say goodbye-
And then you die.
© Tuesday,
October 25,2011
poem by Isunge Mwangase
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