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Showing posts with label ready. Show all posts

Thursday, June 6, 2019

THE EDGE


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A walk to the edge.
A dip in the ocean.
A dive into the unknown.
It will soon cover me
With its soothing wetness.
Am I ready?

Friday, December 16, 2016

LOST



Lost in the rain.
Beaten down.
Alone.
Tired.
Wet.
Ready to give up.
On life.
On the world.
Ready for my last breath.
Then the unexpected happens.
The sun comes out.
The birds begin to chirp.
A wet breeze hits my face.
I look up to the sun.
I don’t feel alone.
I feel alive.
I’m happy I’d waited.
Waited for time to pass.
For time to heal old wounds.
I’m ready to face the day.

Friday, February 19, 2016

FASTER


We’re moving faster.
Faster we go.
We’re getting closer.
It waits.
Patiently.
We can’t stop.
We have no control.
When the time comes.
We must be ready.


Sunday, February 15, 2015

TAKE ME TO HEAVEN






Take me to heaven.
I am ready.
I am finished.
Time to leave.
This life of strife.
Of sadness.
Of eternal woe.

Let me walk up the stairs.
Hear the sweet music.
And follow the bright light.
Make way for me.
For I am ready.
Ready to leave.
This life for the next.

Take me to heaven.
Where all woes are gone.
Sadness is only but a memory.
Take me through the pearly gates.
I am ready.
For the next stage.

I can hear the music.
I can see the light.
I am climbing the stairs.
No more woe for me.
Only happiness and bliss.


Monday, November 10, 2014

WAIT FOR THE NIGHT



Wilting.
Dry.
Strength taken
by the hot sun.
Need moisture.
Need shade.
Wait for the night.
Wait for the moon
to soothe your pain.
Dew in the morning to
to quench your thirst.
Be ready for a new day.

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

I CAN SEE YOU



All is quiet.
Night is approaching.
I see humans in the distance.
And they have food.
I’m getting hungry.
There’s no hurry.
I’ll just get comfortable
and bide my time.
They will still be there
when I’m ready.
Lick, lick, lick.

Wednesday, August 20, 2014

THE GRIM REAPER



What is waiting for me?
Is it death?
Am I ready for it?
Who is ready for death?
It comes for us
when we are the least prepared.
If I close the door,
will it go away?
Should I try to outrun it?
It’s coming closer.
It’s only a shadow from the tree
outside the window.
This time I was able to outrun death.