Sunday, July 24, 2011



Good riddance? Some may say so.
Life's dance? Sometimes fraught with demons?

Laying awake? Fighting those demons thru the night.
What's at stake? Would the light going out take them away?

Pushed to the brink? Is the ultimate decision good?
What should one think? to go or not to go?

Ending? The light goes out and all is quiet.
Sending. A soul fades into the eternities.

1 comment:

  1. I wrote this poem in response to people saying good riddance to Amy Winhouse. So many ugly comments.