Blood Stained Comments

A lonely poem, full of exasperations...this is perhaps an end. Dying and the want of it, is a beginning of agonizing terror and fright of what is there after the act.... A poem of pure analysis of an inner agony and solitary battle of existance. I could say honestly that the poet has the hope to overcome it all...through this write. Thanks for sharing, Tess and continue to explore...Keep a candle burning, it helps to see through the lines and verses....Virginia