Dead of Night

death, so sweet, so right,
Please show my your love, in the of night.
You've shown me love, like no one else will,
You're so quiet, so still,
Come show me the way, I will follow you.
Show me something new,
Other than pain other than.
Please bring me my fate.
I cut myself to honor you, to show you how I feel.
show me the pain, I've tried to make real.
I wait here, I wait alone.,
For you to come to me, bring me to your thrown.
I'm ready, I want to go.
Tell me what you know.
Death, so sweet, so right.
You have come and now I follow you in the of night.

poem by Bethany Maxwell
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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