Close The Door
I didn't need an extra shove from above
to push me further down life's slide.
I've been going that way for many a day,
and I've tried to stop the ride.
Make no mistake I've tried the brake,
but I'm still going rapidly down.
I'm afraid it's much too late to elucidate,
and I don't need advice from someone nice.
You may well think I don't deserve to sink
to the depths of my tortured soul,
but I have been bad and now the reapers mad,
he wants my whole for the price of his toll.
So when I scream and yelp, and cry for help,
and it seems I'm in a nightmare or dream,
just say goodbye and that I deserved to die.
Close the door and do nothing more.
poem by Orlando Belo
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