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No Relief

By Christine Mulvihill

I can feel death upon me
I can feel it all around me
I can see the daemon of death
He takes away my breath.

It slowly crawls up my spine
A painful silent wine
Utter my soft pale lips
And more and more my body slips
Down into the after life
Though scarless it stabs like a knife
Down and down I go, it's time to say goodbye
Tears run down my face as memories flash by

But now I'm moving up
It seems my time's not up
It was just a false alarm
My heart should be ringing charms
If this is better than I ever conceived,
Then why am I not relieved?