Death

Time has slowed
My pulse has quickened
My senses heightened.

Death descends
Coming slowly
Slowly taunting.

My limbs are frozen
My mind is numb
No escape.

My life is flashing
Past my haunted gaze.

All my failures!
All my faults!
All my dreams!

My wasted breath
And now its over.

Responses

2 comments so far.

1. Kim Richardson says:

   I like the style and it seems to fit much of the mood Im in, which is why I like poetry.

2. nerak gorodvin says:

   i like it..good job...