Here’s  a splendid poem by a fellow blogger and poet who’s work reminds me of my own at times. I didn’t want it to end, but like all things the end is inevitable. Make sure to visit Sinister’s site: Sinister Dark Soul. You won’t be disappointed. 

Listening softly As you struggle to breathe Listening blissfully As you claw & plead The more desperate you grow The tighter grows your place of final rest Slowly listening as I relish every moment! The rasping, The struggles, The futile gesture that is life… We all die someday, Right? There’s nothing quite like the quiet […]

via Entry 357: Suffocation — sinisterdarksoul