Deaths own parting

poem by: Anna Tate
Written on Apr 22, 2017

when in death upon its course I take
My the loved ones left behind will face my deaths heartbreak.
To an early grave I've been laid to rest 
In a suicide I myself predicted with precision 
Of my very own personal best. 

For my life on earth was just not to be
Not because of anyone else or others 
But because of only Me.
I didn't want the breath God gave 
So I decided through my choice to dig my grave.
Not because if unappreciated love of live been given
Just because my hearts love was to be with my mum who's also in God's heaven.

Time to reconnect the love only child & parent share
In an untimely taking of death my life belonging could never to her fare

 

Tags: rhyme,

 

 

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