Acceptance of death:
Hold me tight,
make me smile,
this is right,
don ´ t let me die!
It ´ s cold in here,
you close your arms,
death is near,
you rub my palms.
You brush my cheek,
as I start to weep,
you rise one brow,
don ´ t leave me now.
It´s hard to breath,
you start to cry,
you promise me peace,
don´t let me die!
You kiss my lips,
it´s not your fault,
I try to tell you this,
no sound comes out.
Everything get´s blurry,
no need to hurry,
time doesn´ t matter here,
I don´t feel fear.
Hold me tight,
make me smile,
it´s gonna be alright,
we´ll see us in a while!
That´s just a poem , which includes a story should I write the story?
Hold me tight,
make me smile,
this is right,
don ´ t let me die!
It ´ s cold in here,
you close your arms,
death is near,
you rub my palms.
You brush my cheek,
as I start to weep,
you rise one brow,
don ´ t leave me now.
It´s hard to breath,
you start to cry,
you promise me peace,
don´t let me die!
You kiss my lips,
it´s not your fault,
I try to tell you this,
no sound comes out.
Everything get´s blurry,
no need to hurry,
time doesn´ t matter here,
I don´t feel fear.
Hold me tight,
make me smile,
it´s gonna be alright,
we´ll see us in a while!
That´s just a poem , which includes a story should I write the story?