The Night I Slept With Death

I was listening to my heartbeat one night when I noticed that it was so fast. I realized that every beat of it is very important. I feared that one day it will stop. I feared death to come and I feared the day that I have to leave my beloved. I fear the day that I will never feel anything, like fear, again.

Fear strikes anyone and the fear of death is crippling. As Dan Brown has said, fear cripples faster than any implement of war.

Fear has inspired me to write this poem. I don't want any spoiler so I won't describe. Enjoy!

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THE NIGHT I SLEPT WITH DEATH

I couldn’t pretend that all is right

When I know that I’m burning inside

I opened her door and stayed by her side

And wrapped myself in her cozy sight

But still suffocating, the cold fire is eating my heart

Wondering, I touched her warm body and fed my love

And set aside the unknown worry that gnaws at the dark

And held back the tears pushed by something very hard

If I die tonight, I thought with fear

Shall she be able to bear the tears

That in her soft, weak heart, soon will well

And in this bright past, will she still dwell?

So I kissed her eyes and slumbered the night

And thought of the next day that will be bright

And listened on my heart that drums with a thud

But was shocked as the thud became a deathly march

So my heart had stopped beating, alone now she will be

No more arms to embrace her, no more mouth she will feed

With tender butterfly kisses and hugs full of peace

Alone in the house, my lovely little wife she will be

And the morning has come, and so I shall go

Alone without a heart, to wonder I’ll go

But to my fearful surprise, tears began to flow

For I slept in her bosom—alone now she will go…