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This poem is about a dream. One dark dream of taking my last breath before expiring into the dungeons of the abyss. All in fun, and nothing literal.
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This poem is about a dream. One dark dream of taking my last breath before expiring into the dungeons of the abyss. All in fun, and nothing literal.
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This poem is about a dream. One dark dream of taking my last breath before expiring into the dungeons of the abyss. All in fun, and nothing literal.
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The poem "My Last Breath" is about feeling alone and suffocated by despair. The speaker is ignored by others as they struggle to breathe. They contemplate their life and try to escape death's grasp. They realize that the devil tries to bring them down, but they hold onto God's word and refuse to give in. They pray for forgiveness and thank God for the air they breathe. Despite feeling lost, they are determined to keep fighting and living. The speaker's sister encourages them to keep giving and living. The poem ends with the speaker thanking the listener for listening and wishing them a great day. This poem is called, My Last Breath. There I was, sitting alone. Then it dawned on me, I have no one in this world left but me. Lonely in the world, bound by the ocean of my own despairs, inundated with thoughts of my own fears, drowning in the great lakes of my tears. I sit alone, because no one knows I even exist. Lost in the darkness of the abyss, with an airless atmosphere, I suffocate with no air to breathe. Anxiously grasping frantically for air, I see people walk past me, but they seem to not even care, as I struggle to breathe. I witnessed my life before my very own eyes, playing as if it was a motion picture, drinking the elixir of life as I took it for granted, holding my chest, eyes bulging as I try to expand my lungs to breathe in air. I see the angel of death, with a grin on his face, as he said, you can try to escape all you want, but you crossed over to the land where no one cares. So sip on the anguish of death, for that is your fate here. I remember thinking, how could I cheat death, or tell the angel of death, I'll be late to avoid this inevitable fate. See, I realized the devil has always been bringing up things, everything that you've done wrong in life, so you can wallow in self-pity. So you can say to yourself, there is no hope for me, but darkness is just the absence of light. The devil is a great deceiver, just hang on to God's word, and follow the light. I rebuke you devil, in the name of Jesus, I said, good try, but I'm not ready to die tonight. I thought I gave it all that I can give, then I realized at the moment of my death, I wanted to live. How could I become so confused, weighed down with such hopelessness? I have so much to live for, so much to be thankful for, but this is the moment I confess, and contest, to all. I am a fallen saint, who lost his way, so I pray to God, fill my void in my heart, cleanse my spirit, wash me whiter than snow. Dear Lord, please hear my prayers, as I give thanks for the air that I breathe. For the family I have left, I receive a reprieve for the moment, and I put up one finger at the devil, as I cheated death. I continue to fight, as I walk in the light, with the breastplate of salvation, keeping my mind, my spirit, my soul, in the elevations of heavenly thoughts, instead of wallowing in the dungeons of vexation and frustration. I can hear my sister say, hey kid, keep on giving and living. Thank you for listening to my poem called My Last Breath. My name is David Burton. I hope you enjoyed that. Have a great day.
