The Agony
Oh my
God it hurts
so awful
the echoing
of the pain
the rhythm
of spreading poison
in my veins
so terrible
the agony
silently creeping
into the once
mirthful vibrant
heart that now
is but a
mournful cry
of a soul’s
shadow
such suffering
I can
no longer bear
but in death
it will be gone
such a
grasp at
mortality
for the
misery
to go
I must
sadly enough
die