Death Essay, Research Paper

I stand and stare stupidly…

as you sink into the wet earth,

hollow and meaningless,

too late

Desperation

As I realise, you are gone…and so will I

Nothing I say

can change a thing.

Nothing I do,

can resurrect you…

from within your grave I see

death…

silently beckoning to me

I have to start living

get out of my reverie

Beacuse I feel

Death…

Edging towards me…