• erickpratt 6w

    Drift

    I write these words as I lay to sleep
    And let my mind drift into the deep
    Chasms of pain that I know too well,
    Those visions of misery in my own hell.

    My life has run its course too quick.
    The darkness in my mind is much too thick.
    I cannot take this pain anymore.
    It is time now for me to close the door.

    So with these words that I now write,
    And let my day fade into night,
    I say to all of those I love:
    Pray my soul flies like a dove.

    For now my life is at its end.
    Let now death its angel send.
    I close my eyes this one last time
    And let me day fade into night.

    Šerickpratt