Notify Them

Notify Them

A Poem by Jared Payne
"

Alert the masses.

"

Tell weariness,

the end is nigh.

Through children's death,

they saw no sigh.


Inform insomnia,

It’s almost time.

To drop their shackles,

And break the bind.


Restless you are,

But never to cry.

You close your eyes,

And wait to die.


Sleep now,

with all of time.

The clocks are over.


"Trust me, I’m fine."

© 2016 Jared Payne


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The emotion is so strong and it stays strong, which makes it wonderful. Every line you know is going to be so sad, so ingtriging, and so heartfelt.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Very cool, kind of sad, but only after reflecting on it. Death will get us why be afraid?

Posted 7 Years Ago



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Added on August 19, 2016
Last Updated on August 19, 2016
Tags: insomnia, sleep, dead, die, sad

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Jared Payne
Jared Payne

South Bloomingville, OH



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