My Deaths Rest

I slept calm with no sense of the up coming dawn,

Nights were never my light to see the skies shapes.

the moon was white and have a luminous glow that made me think of the cold hands I have to hold.

My death is near to the beginning of the end so close just so close to my awakening moment.

But I couldn't open my eyes to the light I was yet still blind,

I was left to die in this bed alone,

I tried to call someone I love but never picked up the phone...

I die asleep at home...

Now you know how is it like to die alone,

with no one to say good bye.


By Chrstian Manzanares.