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Here is where you can view my sad poetry. I hope you enjoy what you read. Everything is copy righted so please do not steale my poems and call them your own. These came from my heart and I worked very hard on them. If you need anything just contact me at canadianchick_km@hotmail.com



The Feeling Of Death

Cold steel upon your chest

Putting you to forever rest

How it feels as it goes in

Piercing your hard and tightened skin

 

The pain begins but and stays while

The last expression on your face is a smile

As your body falls to the cold hard floor

Your soul flies freely out the door

 

Up into the clouds high above

Full of joy and endless love

From your body's weight your soul is free

high up over and beauty you see

 

Maybe in heaven is where you roam

Maybe in a new body you take your home

Maybe you stay there to watch your kind

Maybe it's all just in your mind

 

By Kathleen Miller

The Unlived Life

I sit and cry in the dark alone

Not moving as if made from stone

Troubles I have inside of me

Wishing not to set them free

 

Trusting no one with my fears

Hiding pain behind the tears

Lover, family, friends, and foe

I have these so why in woe

 

Lover has left me in despair

He just left me crying there

Family is now falling apart

Everyone's left with a broken heart

 

Friends are mad for secrets I keep

Way inside me berried deep

Foe's hate is quickly growing

For the river of hate is flowing

 

No one to turn to or count on

Everyone is now gone

Everything's not right but wrong

I can't last the pains too strong

 

I wish to end this aching pain

Knowledge of this I do gain

There is one thing I can do

I can start out all brand new

 

I write a letter neat and long

Then I title it when I'm gone

To my lover I do write

Love another with all your might

 

To family I now write

Look what has become of our stupid fight

To my friends I write sorry am I

For I kept secrets and I lied

 

To my foe I say do not hate me

Set your imprisoned anger free

The letter now I do end

Hoping broken hearts will mend

 

I look around for a knife

For I will never be a wife

I will never be a daughter, friend, or enemy

For my soul will be set free

 

I do the deed and lie there

No longer in despair

No more hurt, no more strain

I don't fear death only pain

 

I owe it to the blade of knife

Do not fear death, fear the unlived life

 

By Kathleen Miller

 

 

Death

What is lifeless, what is death

When you die and lose your breath

But what happens to you after

When there is no longer laughter

 

Your body is put in the ground

Where it’s dark and there’s no sound

But after where does your soul go

Is it in happiness or woe

 

Does it go to heaven up above

Or does it haunt the earth with love

Maybe you are reborn all brand new

A brand new life begins for you

 

What ever the case may be

I hope your soul is free

I wish all the best for you

And pray for happiness too

 

Where you are I know you can hear

For I feel your presence near

Even after death you’re still loved

If you’re someone new or up above

 

DEDICATED to Jason, beloved cousin, son, and friend. He’ll always be in our hearts forever more

By Kathleen Miller

Waiting Patiently

Each summer after another of swimming in the lake, a risk of skin cancer I did not take

 

Many days I lay sick up in my bed, while affects of cancer ran through my head.

 

The doctor came in results in his hands, he frowns and dreads while before me he stands.

 

"Bad news I'm afraid" the words I dreaded most, they came from his mouth like a frightening white ghost.

 

 

With tears in my eyes my mother cries too, trying not to cry she replies "What shall we do?"

 

"Nothing I'm afraid , nothing can be done," I was so terrified I wanted to run.

 

I tried so hard but move I could not, for there was no cure for what I had caught.

 

I was afraid to die the first little while, but as the days passed I started to smile.

 

I was warned once again there is no cure to buy, I don't care I say as I wait patiently to die.

 

By Kathleen Miller

Death Is Calling Me

My best friend is dieing

I just can't stop this crying

To myself I keep on lying

I wish not to stop trying

Death is calling me

 

He keeps calling out my name

I feel so much ashamed

I'm sure I am to blame

The tears fall from my eyes like rain

Death is calling me

 

Together since forever just us, just we

With him I long to be

Oh why has god blinded me

He just won't let me see

Death is calling me

 

As he lies there on his bed

I wish that I was dead

It should be me dieing instead

I'm so sorry, I cry and dread

Death is calling me

 

I sit at home just waiting

As my friends keep on stating

That he will be awaking

My heart they keep on staking

Death is calling me

 

I wish that my heart would just believe

That the hospital bed he will leave

But my doubtfulness is mean

it just won't leave me be

Death is calling me

 

By Kathleen Miller

 

 

 

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