Deaths Embrace
I lay here on my floor,
Blood surrounds my motionless corpse,
Paramedics bursting through my door,
Like sentry's to keep you in this world,
I can barely feel the needle bore,
Through my flesh as gracefully as an eagle soars,
This is when you wish, you could kill that eagle,
End this pain,
Is it really too much to ask to be slain,
I just want to die and leave this wretched plain.
