I see them everynight <br />those ghosts in white <br />but i see no light <br />there supposed to be a light <br />they call my name <br />they reach for my hand <br />they show me my new home <br /> <br />every bone aches <br />every step is a challenge <br />i lay in a million little pieces <br />i lay as a soul fracture <br />my body is a buden <br />i'm bleeding pain <br />and every night they call me <br />to the land of the dead <br />my last destination <br />my grave<br /><br />Whispering Rose<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/death-bed-12/
