Death is overpowering me
Coming, telling me
What to do, where to go
Where to be.
Death is walking beside me
Holding gently, telling me
Souls who go don’t leave
They too, are alongside me.
Death is breathing life inside me
My time will come but not now
Go live a life full of love
Fun and beauty.
This death tells me.
~ Patrice
© Patrice Clarkson – 2017