The End
I stare right up into the night sky,
the stars shine right into my eye,
I start to sob, I hope for the best
to just continue living with the rest
My lungs are burning, it's hard to breathe
I screw my eyes shut and grit my teeth
My death is close, I can feel my heart beat,
then it popped out and fell at my feet,
I want to hide, I want to run,
I mostly want to see the sun
but I know my pleads would not come through,
there's nothing I can say, nothing I can do
the knife draws closer to my throat,
I'm already mapping out the heaven's road
I heard a slice, blood drips down my hand
"It's over," I said. "This is the end."
A/N:
Well, here's one of the poems, as promised! I'm really sorry, but it was not beta-tested, so sorry for any grammar can imagine what happened to Russia by yourself, so you don't have to ask me anything. Thanks for reading!
For information, look at my Soul Eater poem, 'Crona's Poem'.
